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They did, and admired the more the versatility of a leader who could ency

"We'll push right on, boys Once we get through the pass it will trouble anybody to find us Beforeyou'll be across the line"

"And you, Brill?"

"I'ood and all with Mr Keller," answered Healy griot a notion about him I believe he's a spy"

Just before Point o' Rocks a defile runs into the Miles The leaders of the cattle, pushed forward by the pressure fro at the junction A rider spurred forward to keep theed his pony to its haunches, so quickly did he stop it For a clear voice had called doarning as if froo this way! The Pass is closed!"

The rider looked up in ae above with a rifle resting easily across his forearm

"By Heaven, it's Keller!" the rustler muttered

He wheeled as on a half dollar, pushed his way back along the edge of the wall past the cattle, and shouted to his chief: "We're trapped, Brill!"

None of the outlaws needed that notification Five pair of eyes had lifted to the ledge upon which Keller stood The shock of the surprise paralyzed them for an instant For it occurred to none of the five that thisthere so quietly unless he were backed by a posse sufficient to overpower the a desperate chance The situation was as dramatic as life and death, but the voice that had come down to them had been as matter-of-fact as if it had asked some one to pass him a cup of coffee at the breakfast table

The temper of the outlaws' metal showed instantly Dixon dropped his rifle, threw up his hands, and ran bleating to the cover of soined posse not to shoot Others found silently what shelter they could Healy alone took reckless counsel of his hate

Flinging his rifle to his shoulder, he blazed away at the figure on the ledge--once, twice, three tier to be seen He was lying flat on his rock like a lizard, where he had dropped just as his enemy whipped up his weapon to fire Cold as chilled steel, in spite of the fire of passion that blazed within hiround on the far side of his horse and, without exposing hie of the canon bed