Going Some
or." Carara bowed
ng again,"
toe, removed his cigarette, and flipped the ashes
dias, Se
ed. "You ta
ls of his thumb and finger. He breathed his lungs full of smoke and exhaled it through his nose. "I would have spik to
d?" said Gla
s palm outward,
et deal to my Senori
nked openly at Speed. "Sure! I
she is Mexicana," sa
ink of that! I thoug
egan to
rply, while Larry winced at the distas
gasped, for Carara slowly drew from inside his shirt a long, thin-bladed knife bearing marks of recent grinding, and his black eyes snapped. His face had become suddenly convulsedut you." The gaze of the Mexican pierced his vic
Larry, he could not remove his gaze from the swarthy man. He pulled himself together
tly, more to make conversation than from any
his front, whereupon the trainer gurgled and laid protecting hands upon
rstan' w'at I
s-I'm hep
r Fat will r-
from the glittering blade, rolled them toward his employ
e Fat Senor will not
N
Senor! I t
eed the New Yorker, w
dios, Sen
xclaimed the
ith his sombrero, then placing the spangled head- piece at an exact angle u
ok a dee
he other, fervently. Again he laid repressing hands upon his bulging front and
o keep away f
it from me, Bo, I'll walk around her as if she was a
n't care for h
y Cuban, but"-he qui
mmy packs a 'shiv
ail, and Glass puckered his lips to answer, then grew pale. "Th
going to
old nuggets! Take a look, Wal
directed. "Sh
t," breathed
s Stover a
, and stepped upon it hastily. "Say, what's th
ll
o mumble thickly. It was plain th
d. Willie had little to say, and Stover, ignoring all men
in's-on 'round here, Mr. Sp
What
in' I discovered some
n's flow
ack
ge tracks. M
es that
around night before last, and jest now we found where a hoss had been
s decidedly
we'd ought t
thing to d
ooks to us like it'
y're equal to
lack of comprehensio
is race pay or play. Mebbe
started. "Go
n't put it past 'em to drop a .45 throu
me, you
lass, devoutly
was you, I'd keep the lamp betwe
young college man, stiffly. "I-I can't
we'd see there wasn't no crooked work done. Well, I'm goin' to ride herd on you, constant, Mr. S
being murdered when we're o
saddle my bronc' an' lope along with
a procedure, and summoned his courage to say: "No.
ha
on the road. I-
your daily run if we have to lay off all the pun
ody-guard!" cried the
et hurt. You're wor
I will take
e trainer. "I don't need no minera
shall ru
ingly, and his auditor breathed
y life than put you
nly a p
llow it. I'll run alone,
ably shoot you in the legs. That's just as go
his knee-ca
id he at last. "I
at-away, but you might do your trainin' at daylight. The Centipede goes to work
I-I'll
you see anything suspicious, let u
nk y
out, whereupon
orse'n suicide to stick around
are you
k. Let's
We'll hear from Covington before long. Besides,
's w
be a
started for the living- quarters, but a
hispered tragically
hade opposite, her eyes fixed sto
ay low till she gives
rouble enou
he verge of making a desperate sally, Cloudy entered silently. Although this had been an unhappy morning for the trainer, here
s the weath
rotege stared. It was the first word the Indian had utter
r Cloudy?" He snickered at his own joke, whereupon the abor
Glass, that the one Yale football team you trained
open in amazement. The day
f understanding came over him. "Y
ad, and pointed with dignity to the flag
member that!"
led me in the second half"-he stirred his withered leg-"but I dropped it on y
rew a yellow envelope on the floor at Speed's feet. "There is something for yo
th disgust, when the visitor had gone. "I a
gton!" cried Speed, tearing
e be here? Quick!" Then he paused. J. Wallingford Speed had
certainly for his bed,
He fell limply at full length,
employer's nerveless fingers, and
EED, Flying Heart
xi
in jail Omaha. Lo
R COVI
d a cry like that
ed the Hope of the Flying
back the lid of Speed's athletic trunk, and began to paw through it feverishly. One after another he selected three
n, Lawrence?" in
rst sweater, and half-smothered his protege w