erverse or vicious tendencies. Does he look like a
criminal? Does he act like a criminal? I ask you to decide."

The jury was out but a few minutes, when they filed into court and
returned a verdict of "Not guilty."

The attorney for the defense shook hands with Pete, and gathered up his
papers.

Outside the courtroom several of the jury expressed a desire to make
Pete's acquaintance, curiously anxious to meet the man who had known
the notorious Spider personally. Pete was asked many questions. One
juror, a big, bluff cattleman, even offered Pete a job--"in case he
thought of punchin' cattle again, instead of studyin' law"--averring
that Pete "was already a better lawyer than that shark from El Paso, at
any turn of the trial."

Finally the crowd dwindled to Owen, the El Paso lawyer, two of Owen's
deputies, and Pete, who suggested that they go over to the hotel until
train-time.

When Pete came to pay the attorney, whom Andover had secured following
a letter from Pete, the attorney asked Pete how much he could afford.
Pete, too proud to express ignorance, and feeling mightily impressed by
the other's ability, said he would leave that to him.

"Well, including expenses, say two thousand dollars," said the attorney.

Pete wrote the check and managed to conceal his surprise at the amount,
which the attorney had mentioned in such an offhand way. "I'm thankin'
you for what you done," said Pete.

"Don't mention it. Now, I'm no longer your legal adviser, Annersley,
and I guess you're glad of it. But if I were I'd suggest that you go
to some school and get an education. No matter what you intend to do
later, you will find that an education will be extremely useful, to say
the least. I worked my way through college--tended furnaces in winter
and cut lawns in summer. And from what Andover tells me, you won't
have to do that. Well, I think I'll step over to the station; train's
due about now."

"You'll tell Doc Andover how it come out?"

"Of course. He'll want to know. Take care of yourself. Good-bye!"

Owen and his deputies strolled over to the station with the El Paso
attorney. Pete, standing out in front of the hotel, saw the train pull
in and watched the attorney step aboard.

"First, Doc Andover says to hire a good lawyer, which I done, and good
ones sure come high." Pete sighed heavily--then grinned. "Well, say
two thousand--jest like that! Then the lawyer says to git a education.
Wonder if I