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"Speak up now, young man What have you done to be roped that way?"

"It's a da

I've offended this Mor a friend to that woman"

"Ma'am, is it true--what he says?" asked the rider of Jane, but his quiveringly alert eyes never left the little knot of quiet men

"True? Yes, perfectly true," she answered

"Well, young man, it seems to me that bein' a friend to such a woman would be what you wouldn't want to help an' couldn't helpWhat's to be done to you for it?"

"They intend to whip me You knohat that means--in Utah!"

"I reckon," replied the rider, slowly

With his gray glance cold on the Mor of the horses, with Jane failing to repress herpale and still, the tension of the h withoutfear

"Coain to the rider

"Stranger, can you do nothing to save Venters?"

"Ma'am, you askof you!"

"But you don't dream who you're askin'"