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Good Indian fingered his horse's mane while he considered the queer story TherePeppajee froht and to impel him, unfriendly as he usually see And yet, to steal the Peaceful Hart ranch--the idea was ludicrous Still, there was no harebrush that suited his purpose, tied his horse to it, stooped, and took the clanking Mexican spurs froht," he o see"

Without a word, Peppajee turned, and stole away toward thealways in the shadow of rock or bush, silent-footed as a prowling bobcat Close behind hi-boots, which would strike now and then upon a rock, however careful he was of his footing, went Good Indian

So they circled the ht there unavailingly, went on to the orchard, and skirted it, keen of eye and ear, struck quietly through it, and caht before, Grant had overtaken Evadna--and it surprised hiainst his ribs when he stopped beside the rock where they had sat and quarreled

Peppajee looked back to see why Grant paused there, and then, wrapping his blanket tightly around hi to the broad belt of shade cast upon the ground by the row of poplars Where the shade stopped abruptly, and beyond lay whiteit here and there, he stopped and waited until Good Indian stood close beside hi an arm slowly from the blanket folds, pointed toward the stable

Grant looked, saw nothing, stared harder, and so; feeling sure therehidden there, presently believed that a bit of the shadow at that end which was next the corral wavered, stopped, and then moved unmistakably All the front of the stable was distinctly visible in the white light, and, while they looked, soe beyond the trail

Again they waited; two minutes, three minutes, five Then another shadow detached itself slowly from the shade of the stable, hesitated, walked out boldly, and crossed the white sand on the path to the house Bauht his pipe, and so, puffing luxuriously, went on into the blackness of the grove