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"No But soirls Wanted to throw his gun on age

Bo laughed Her eyes, resting upon Dale, ar man at the coach door took a second look at her, and then a sed the dark hardness of his face

Dale helped the girls up the high step into the stage, and then, placing the lighter luggage, in with them, he threw the heavier pieces on top

"Joe, climb up," he said

"Wal, Milt," drawled the driver, "let's ooze along"

Dale hesitated, with his hand on the door He glanced at the crowd, now edging close again, and then at Helen

"I reckon I ought to tell you," he said, and indecision appeared to concern him

"What?" exclaimed Helen

"Bad news But talkin' takes time An' we mustn't lose any"

"There's need of hurry?" queried Helen, sitting up sharply

"I reckon"

"Is this the stage to Snowdrop?

"No That leaves in the ht"

"The sooner the better But I--I don't understand," said Helen, bewildered

"It'll not be safe for you to ride on the e," returned Dale

"Safe! Oh, what do you azed at him and then back at Bo

"Explainin' will take tie your mind But if you can't trust me--"

"Trust you!" interposed Helen, blankly "You o roundabout an' not hit Snowdrop," he replied, shortly

"Then to Pine--to oin' to try hard"

Helen caught her breath She divined that some peril menaced her She looked steadily, with all a woman's keenness, into this man's face The moment was one of the fateful decisions she knew the West had in store for her Her future and that of Bo's were now to be dependent upon her judgh she shivered inwardly, she welcomed the initial and inevitable step This man Dale, by his dress of buckskin, must be either scout or hunter His size, his action, the tone of his voice had been reassuring But Helen must decide from what she saw in his face whether or not to trust him And that face was clear bronze, unlined, unshadowed, like a tranquil -jaith eyes of wonderful transparent gray