Meanwhile, Bucky went out and tapped another of his underground
wires. This ran directly to the Mexican consul at Tucson, to whom
Bucky had once done a favor of some importance, and from him to
Sonora and Chihuahua. It led to musty old official files, to
records already yellowed with age, to court reports and prison
registers. In the end it flashed back to Bucky great news. Dave
Henderson, arrested for the murder of the Rurales policeman, was
still serving time in a Mexican prison for another man's crime.
There in Chihuahua for fifteen years he had been lost to the
world in that underground hole, blotted out from life so
effectually that few now remembered there had been such a person.
It was horrible, unthinkable, but none the less true.
CHAPTER 6. BUCKY MAKES A DISCOVERY
For a week Bucky had been in the little border town of Noches,
called there by threats of a race war between the whites and the
Mexicans. Having put the quietus on this, he was returning to
Epitaph by way of the Huachuca Mountains. There are still places
in Arizona where rapid transit can be achieved more expeditiously
on the back of a bronco than by means of the railroad, even when
the latter is available.
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