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Raine, William MacLeod, 1871-1954

"Bucky O'Connor"

"
"Quite sure?"
"Quite sure, pardner."
"Think! Why did you come to Chihuahua?"
"To run down Wolf Leroy's gang and to get Dave Henderson out of
prison."
"Perhaps there is a reason why I should want him out of prison, a
better reason than you could possibly have."
"I don't savvy it. How can there be? You don't know him, do you?
He's been in prison almost ever since you were born." And on top
of his last statement Bucky's eyes began to open with a new
light. "Good heavens! It can't be possible. You're not Webb
Mackenzie's little girl, are you?"
She did not answer him in words, but from her neck she slipped a
chain and handed it to him. On the chain hung a locket.
The ranger struck a match and examined the trinket. "It's the
very missing locket. See! Here's the other one. Compare them
together." He touched the spring and it opened, but the match was
burned out and he had to light another. "Here's the mine map that
has been lost all these years. How did you get this? Have you
always had it? And how long have you known that you were Frances
Mackenzie?"
His questions tumbled out one upon another in his excitement.


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