Frank Merriwell, Junior's, Golden Trail; Or, The Fugitive Professor
he cowboys keep them in sight. This was annoying, and Merry formed
p, "can cover the ground between here and McGurvin's four ti
demanded. "We'll all get
d the red mustache should take it into his
too late. Possibl
can lope along and get there in time to help Cla
iwell. We'll c
ir flight over a course so carefully covered the night before. Again, as once before, the professor's claim was at stake, and
ant spot, irrigated by McGurvin's well, came i
ch from the rear. There are only two of us, you know, and we wil
our machines in the brush somewhere, and move up on t
s crept cautiously forward under the screen of McGurvin's corral. Corn was growing in
catching a glimpse of McGurvin's hitching p
here already," Merry whi
ing from?" returned Clanc
l fin
wenty feet from him, and there comfortably seated, was a florid, flashily dressed, red-mustached person. Opposite him, in another chair, was not less a personage than Professor Phineas
dy the stage was set and the play for the professor's claim was being made. Clancy gripped his chum tensely b
s a remarkable country, most remarkable. Over in the Picket Post Mountains, if you please, I have seen mis
McGurvin, but such is the fact. This will have to be straightened out, or the responsibility will rest heavily upon you. Now, speaking personal, I'd hate a heap to s
shonest, gentlemen. I assure you that I want only to do what's right. The claim I located was discove
ke. How could you know that, in the years that followed your nephew's discovery, the claim was l
ar ago," asserted
vin has done the assessment work, so it belonged to him
essor sh
d to do any wro
You've had a lot of trouble in this matter, and McGurvin is willing to give you a hundred dollars for that. You wil
r do," said McGurvin, i
Mac," said one o
ubled with enlargement of the heart, I reckon, someday,
see the perfesser git his rights. I was totin' his stuff ter town, an' I'm
ess to me. If you insist, I will accept the hundred dollars, and sign this quit claim. All I want is to do what is right. Otium oum
paper and a fountai
, but you are doing your best to make amends." He got up and handed the pen to the professor, and t
it in his hand, eying it hungrily. The professor, hunting for a place on
words of that gang of tricksters in such a matter. But he was child, so far as business affairs were concerned
bold move was necessary. If Heppner ever got that signed quitcla
he group of men in the shade of the house, and, before the astounded plotters could interfere, he h
jumping forward savagely. "Wh
ted Merry with flaming eyes and twitching, an
sped, lifting a ha
ent, jumped to place him
, "and you're trying to swindle the prof
ur of the plotters began clo