FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134  
135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   >>  
omesick this way, after all the trouble I've had here, would you?" The old man removed his pipe. "Anybody here in particular you want to see?" he asked slowly. Rathburn shrugged. "You're always gettin' right down to cases first hand off an' running," he complained. "Of course there's folks I want to see. I want to see you, for instance." "I don't reckon you'd be ridin' any terrible great distance an' takin' chances by the handful just to see me, boy," said Price. "But I ain't tryin' to pry into your affairs. You don't have to answer any of the fool questions I ask you--you know that. I'm an old man an' gettin' childish." Rathburn laughed. "I can believe that when I find you still putterin' around up here where there ain't even a sign of mineral," he chided. "There's gold right under your feet," said the old man stoutly. "I'll have a payin' vein opened up here in less'n three months." "I hope so, Joe. There's nobody I'd like more to see make a big strike than you. You were my dad's friend, an' you've been mine. I haven't got many friends, Joe." "But them you've got is good ones," said Price quickly. "How long you been away?" "About eight months," Rathburn replied with a frown. "It's hard to get away from the desert," mused the old man. "It's in your blood. If you leave here for good you've just naturally got to take something along with you from here--something that's a part of the desert, you might say." Rathburn looked keenly at the face of his friend. But the old man was regarding his pipe, as if he had never until that moment seen it. "I ran into a posse chasin' a gang that robbed a stage on the way over here this noon," Rathburn said presently. Price's interest quickened, but he made no sign. "They saw you?" he asked. "Couldn't help it," Rathburn grumbled. "Took after me. I had to drop one of 'em with a bullet in the shoulder to slow 'em up in the long canyon over on the other side." "Know any of the gang?" Price asked. "Met one. Threw down my gun on him. He told me Mike Eagen was runnin' the works." Price nodded. "I reckon Mike's been pullin' quite a few stunts while you been away." "An' I've been gettin' the blame for 'em more'n likely," said Rathburn in indignation. Price nodded again. "Might be so," he commented. Rathburn looked up at him in understanding. "They'll have me mixed up with this stage holdup," he said earnestly. "From what I gathered they killed the driv
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134  
135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   >>  



Top keywords:

Rathburn

 

gettin

 

friend

 
months
 

nodded

 
reckon
 

looked

 

desert

 

killed

 

chasin


naturally

 

robbed

 

keenly

 

moment

 

runnin

 
earnestly
 

holdup

 

pullin

 
understanding
 

indignation


commented

 

stunts

 

Couldn

 

grumbled

 

interest

 

quickened

 

canyon

 
gathered
 

bullet

 

shoulder


presently
 

chances

 
handful
 

distance

 

terrible

 

childish

 
laughed
 

questions

 

affairs

 

answer


instance

 

removed

 

Anybody

 

slowly

 
omesick
 

trouble

 

shrugged

 
running
 

complained

 

friends