There might have
been fifty of them there for all he knew, and he had a clear run
to the plains if he wanted to back one of the ponies and take it.
Most any man would have saved his own skin, but not Dave. He
hoofed it back to the cabin, under fire every foot of the way,
and together we made it so hot for them that they finally gave up
getting us. We were in the Texas Rangers together, and pulled
each other through a lot of close places. And then at the end--
Why, it hurt me more than it did losing my own little girl."
Bucky nodded. Since he was a man and not a father, he could
understand how the hurt would rankle year after year at the
defalcation of his comrade.
"That's another kink we have got to unravel in this tangle. First
off, there's your little girl, to find if she is still alive.
Second, we must locate Dave Henderson or his grave. Third,
there's something due the scoundrel who is responsible for this.
Fourthly, brethren, there's that map section to find. And lastly,
we've got to find just how this story you've told me got mixed
with the story of the holdup of the Limited. For it ce'tainly
looks as if the two hang together.
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