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Dick turned "without a word and
swung out into the road that led
downtown. He could not see the
flood of tears that followed his de
parture. Nor could he know that it
was his friendship with Lina, retailed
by the town gossips, that was the
cause of the change in Doris" atti
tude toward him.
Lina had taunted Dick of late. Why
didn't he go for Sancho, she had
asked him. Dick bore it patiently.
Some time she. would give hhn his
clue, and then well, Ausha would
know what sort of man the sheriff
He had his reward sooner than he
expected. For, as the girl ended her
song that night and came tripping
through the audience, she stopped an
instant at Dick's side.
"Sancho will be at my cabin to
night at half-past ten. Kill him if
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his face again, the traitor!" she said.
The cabin came into sight, perched
on an elevation among the palms. A
little stream of water ran beside it.
The long ride across the desert was
nearly ended. Dick's pony, scenting
the water, pricked up his ears and
broke into a canter. Dick dismount
ed in a thorn clump near the cabin
and crept cautiously forward to
where a candle shone in a window.
He crawled toward an angle of the
shack, revolver in hand. Suddenly
the door was flung open and a bul
let hummed past Dick's ear as the
rifle in the doorway rang.
Dick's rush was -too quick for the
bandit In an instant the sheriff had
disarmed him. Sancho looked into
His hands went up automatically.
He scowled at his captor.
"Keep them up and walk through
that doorway," said Dick. "If you let
them down I'll drill five holes into
Sancho moved, cursing, toward the 1
door. Dick followed him. Suddenly
he felt Una's arms tighten upon his
neck from behind. At the same in
stant Sancho turned and dashed the
weapon from his hand. As Dick
struggled in vain a coil of rope
tightened about his body, pinioning
him. The outlaw rolled him to the
floor and secured his legs with the
end of the coil.
Sancho picked up the sheriff in his
arms and carried him to the edge of
the stream. He left him there, went
awayvand returned shortly with a
mallet and some long iron pegs. Very
deliberately he hammered them into
the sun-baked .earth. Then heAfast;
ened Dick's arms and legs to the
"Good-by until tomorrow," said
Sancho mockingly, gazing into
Dick's upturned face.
He came back when the first
streaks of red were in the sky.
"It will be warmer soon," he' said,
and ripped the shirt from the sheriff's
back.- He stooped beside the stream
and, dipping up a hatful of water,
poured it over Dick's chest Dick
shivered; the water was ley cold.
"Warmer soon," said Sancho, and
went away. The sun appeared.
Slowly it climbed above the horizon.
Dick began to grow thirsty. The
sweat streamed down his face and
bare chest About ten Sancho reap
peared. "Warmer?" he jeered, and held his
water-bottle to Dick's lips. We with
drew it the next moment and emptied
it over his chest "The desert's
warmer than Ausha," he said, and
kicked him savagely.
Dick groaned involuntarily. Blist
ers were forming where the icy wa
ter had wetted him. Beneath him he
saw the cool waters of the stream.
He writhed in his bonds as he tried
to reach it. He opened his parched
and crackling lips toward it
Unce, awakening from a stupor,
he saw Lina running toward him