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k and dropped on t

ard it. Welcome was up early this mornin' and he saw 'em passin' the house, taking Clip to jail. Hogan

" exclaimed M

o, only he didn't try. That ain't the worst of it, though!" Chub mopped his face with a handkerchief and began fannin

ting up and beginning to scramble into his clothes

we had him on the car racin' away from those stampeding steers? He said he

t, with a start,

he trick. They looked like half-breeds, to him, although it was too dark to see anything very plain. Before Fresnay could untangle the rope, the two robbers had cut his bag of gold from the saddle and made off with it. Fresnay, as soon as he could corral his wits, started back to town. As luck would have it, he met Hogan and L

and, he turned gaspingly from t

d's cache and dug up the money. Pete had probably needed the thousand to get away with. By an irony

the same money!

sn't the same bag, though-but that don't count. Great guns! I'd never

ly at his face with a towel. "There's not a dishonest hair in Clip'

a thief, but he's up against a hard lot of circum

ce," growled Matt, "and that me

be caught wit

ow's when he needs us, more than at any other time. You take it

idence arou

Chub, more than willing to be convi

all right, but he was not at libe

xplained," sai

bout the unfortunate Clip. Matt blamed himself for not insisting on going with Clip to meet Pima Pete. Had he gone, he knew he could have kept Pete and

his from Welco

e came on in with Hogan and Leffing

lip say a

Leffingwell, handcuffed and tied to the h

a Pete get away?" he added angrily. "If they'd brought h

know something-p

after I talk with Clip. Did the deputies te

ut Leffingwell drew a gun and would have dropped Pima Pete if Clip hadn't knocked the gun aside. And that's another point against Clip. Jumpin' tarantulas!" and

forget that, Chub. What time were Clip an

after ten

ring Clip in till

s horse-you know the lay of the ground out there beside the trail-so Leffingwell had to

tt. "How could Hogan and Leffingwell t

place used to be an old stamping-ground of the half-breed's. And then Leffingwell got cl

y, that Leffingwell

ail?" inquired Matt,

e they were

alk with Clip. I guess the sheriff will be in his office now, o

ickly and let themselves out

would die before he would let any one in Ph?nix know that Pima Pete was a relative of his. Cou

eck in a sling, and there was a strong smell of drugs in the room, proving that the arm had recently b

ch of buckskin. There was a big pile of gold pieces stacked u

s. "I felt pretty sure you'd show up. Tough luck, eh? But I was

rted Matt stoutly. "You've made a mis

Didn't know, till McKibben told me, that you was sich a grea

robbed you," went on Matt, "you'd have kn

e half-breed and Clipperton. Anyways, we found 'em w

the sam

bank'll tell you that's how I drawed th

the sam

'u'd be plumb easy

made to that other one?" and Matt's eyes rested o

We got ter take thi

then Clipperton gets into a disguise and walks into the hills-walks, mind you, so no one will guess who he is, which wouldn't have been hard if he'd taken the motor-cycle; and then he's bagged with the money and refuses to say a word about that note Pima Pete

ip came into the room. He was handcuffed,

up and stepped t

ing Clip's hand. "We know you're inn

e are!" de

same time there was a restraining