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"Snake, hadn't I ought to take a bite of grub over to the gurl?" asked Wilson

"Do you hev to ask otta be fed, if we hev to stuff it down her throat"

"Wal, I ain't stuck on the job," replied Wilson "But I'll tackle it, seein' you-all got cold feet"

With plate and cup be reluctantly approached the little lean-to, and, kneeling, he put his head inside The girl, quick-eyed and alert, had evidently seen hireeted hiood?" she whispered

"Miss, you was shore the finest aktress I ever seen," he responded, in a low voice "But you daoin' to tell Anson you're sick now--poisoned or soht Dale shore will help us out"

"Oh, I'et away," she exclai as I live!"

He seereatly embarrassed

"Wal--aet scared I reckon betweenhis head, he got up and returned to the carub But she didn't touch it Seems sort of sick to me, like she was poisoned"

"Jim, didn't I hear you talkin'?" asked Anson

"Shore I was coaxin' her Reckon she ain't so ranty as she was But she shore is doubled-up, an' sickish"

"Wuss an' wuss all the time," said Anson, between his teeth "An' where's Burt? Hyar it's noon an' he left early He never was no woodsot lost"

"Either thet or he's run into soe fist and cursed deep under his breath--the reaction of a man whose accomplices and partners and tools, whose luck, whose faith in hi hiidity relaxed, he probably fell asleep Moze and Shady kept at their gaot up to bunch the horses again, walked around the dell and back to ca hours The act of waiting appeared on the surface of all these outlaws did

At sunset the golden glooht Anson rolled over, yawned, and sat up As he glanced around, evidently seeking Burt, his face clouded