OMAN'S WILES AND WITCHERY

XIV. CONCERNING A DIFFICULT SITUATION, RECKLESSLY INVITED

XV. OF THE ANCIENT GARDENS OF THE GOLDEN TEZCUCAN

XVI. HOW TWO, IN THE LABYRINTH OF MIRRORS, WATCHED DISTANT
HAPPENINGS

XVII. HOW ONE WHO HAS EVER COMMANDED MUST LEARN TO OBEY

XVIII. OF FLIGHT, PURSUIT AND A LAIR IN THE CLIFFS

XIX. HOW ONE WHO HIDES AND WATCHES MAY BE WATCHED BY ONE HIDDEN

XX. IN WHICH A ROCK MOVES, A DISCOVERY IS MADE AND MORE THAN
ONE AVENUE IS OPENED

XXI. HOW ONE RETURNS UNWILLINGLY WHITHER HE WOULD WILLINGLY
ENTER BY ANOTHER DOOR

XXII. REGARDING A NECKLACE OF PEARLS AND CERTAIN PLANS OF TWO
WHO WERE MEANT TO BE ONE

DAUGHTER OF THE SUN

CHAPTER I

IN WHICH A YOUNG AMERICAN KNOWN AS
"HEADLONG" PLAYS AT DICE WITH
ONE IN MAN'S CLOTHING WHO
IS NOT A MAN

Jim Kendric had arrived and the border town knew it well. All who knew
the man foresaw that he would come with a rush, tarry briefly for a bit
of wild joy and leave with a rush for the Lord knew where and the Lord
knew why. For such was ever the way of Jim Kendric.

A letter at the postoffice had been the means of advising the entire
community of the coming of Kendric. The letter was from Bruce West,
down in Lower California, and scrawled across the flap were
instructions to the postmaster to hold it for Jim Kendric who would
arrive within a couple of weeks. Furthermore the word URGENT was not
to be overlooked.

Among the men drawn together in hourly expectation of the arrival of
Kendric, one remarked thoughtfully:

"Jim's Mex friend is in town."

"Ruiz Rios?" someone asked, a man from the outside.

"Been here three days. Just sticking around and doing nothing but
smoke cigarettes. Looks like he was waiting."

"What for?"

"Waiting for Jim, maybe?" was suggested.

Two or three laughed at that. In their estimation Ruiz Rios might be
the man to knife his way out of a hole, but not one to go out of his
way to cross the trail made wide and recklessly by Jim Kendric.

"A half hour ago," came the supplementary information from another
quarter, "a big automobile going to beat the band pulls up in front of
the hotel. The Mex is watching and when a woman climbs down he grabs
her traps and steers her into the hotel."

Immediately this news bringer was the man of the moment. But he had
had scant time to admit that he hadn't seen her face, that she had worn
a thick