Folks began to lose their terror of him,
and after that his whole outfit began to want to turn State's
evidence. He isn't sure of one of them now; can't tell when he
will be shot in the back by one of his own scoundrels for that
two thousand dollars reward."
The foreman strolled negligently to the door. His eyes drifted
indolently down into the valley, and immediately sparkled with
excitement.
"The signal's out, Bann," he exclaimed. "It's in your window."
The sheepman leaped to his feet and strode to the door. Down in
the valley a light was gleaming in a window. Even while he looked
another light appeared in a second window.
"She wants us both," cried the foreman, running to the little
corral back of the house.
He presently reappeared with two horses, both saddled, and they
took the downward trail at once.
"If Miss Helen can keep him in play till we arrive," murmured Mac
anxiously.
"She can if he gives her a chance, and I think he will. There's a
kind of cat instinct in him to play with his prey."
"Yes, but he missed his kill last time by letting her fool him.
That's what I'm afraid of' that he won't wait."
They had reached lower ground now, and could put their ponies at
a pounding gallop that ate up the trail fast.
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