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RED OLOOD, KBBRA8XA, CHIEF EH tlN OHAPTER XVII Continued. 15 Mewurt halted again. In the gloom Madeline discerned u log cabin, and beyond It spcur-polnted dark trees piercing the Hky line. She could Just make out Stewart's tall form as he leaned against his horse. ISlthcr he was listening or debating what to do perhaps both. Presently ho went In side the cabin. Madeline hcitrd the ecrutching of a match ; then film saw a faint light. The cabin appeared to bo deserted. Probably It was one of tlio many habitations belonging to pros pectors and foresters who lived In the mountains. Stewart came out again. 1'or a long moment he stood as still as statue and listened. Then she heard Mm mutter, "If we have to start quick I can ride bareback." With that he took the saddle and blanket off his horse nud carried them Into the cabin. "Get off," he said, In n low voice, as lie stepped out of the door. He helped her down and led her In hie, where again lie struck n mntch. Madeline ca";:hi a glimpse of a mde fireplace and rough-hewn logs. Stew art' blanket and saddle lay on the linrd-packed earthen Moor. "Host a little," he said. "I'm going Into the woods a piece to listen. Hone only a minute or so," Madeline had to feel round In the '' irk to locate the saddle and blanket. Vhen she lay down It was with n j niteful sense of ease and relief. As lier body rested, however, her mind kccnine Hie old thronging maze for wonsiitlnn and thought. All day she and nttended to the alert business of helping her horse. Now, what had already happened, the night, the si lence, the proximity of Stewart and als strange, stem caution, the possi ble happenings to her friends all claimed their due share of her feel ing. She could not sleep; she did not try to. Stewnrt'u soft steps sounded out nlde. Ills dark form loomed In the door. As be snt down Madeline heard the thump of n gyn that he laid be side him on the sill ; then tlio thump f another as be put that down, too. The sounds thrilled her. He turned Ms ear to the wind and listened. Mo tionless he sat for what to her seemed hours. Then tlio stirring memory of the day's adventure, tlio feeling of the Iiouuty of the night, and a strange, deep-seated, sweetly vaguu conscious ness of happiness portending, vero nil burned out In hot, pressing pain at the remembrance of Stewnrt's disgrace In fir eyes. Something had changed within her so that whnt had been lin ger at herself was sorrow for him. He was such n splendid man. She could not feel the same ; she knew her debt ta him, yet she could not thank him, could not apeak to him. Sho fought on unintelligible bitterness. Then she rested with closed eyes, and time seemed neither sliort nor long. When Stewart called her she opened her eyes to seo the gray of dawn. She rose and stepped outside. The horses whinnied. In a moment Bhe was In the saddle, aware of cramped muscles and a weariness of limbs. Stewart led off at n sharp trot Into the llr forest. They camo to n trail Into which he turned. The horses traveled steadily; the descent grew less steep; the flrs thinned out; the Bray gloom brightened. When Madeline rodo out of tlio firs llic sun had arisen and tlio foothills oiled beneath her; and at their edge, where the gray of valley began, she mw a dark patch that she know was the ranch house. CHAPTER XVIII The Sheriff of El Cajon. About the middle of the forenoon of that day Madeline renched the ranch. Her guests had all urrlved there late tlio night before, and want ed only her presence and tlio assur ance of her well-being to consider the last of the camping trip a rnro adven ture. They reported an arduous ride down the mountain, with only one In cident te lend excitement. On the descent they hud fallen In with Sher iff Ilawe and several of his deputies, who were considerably under the In fluence of drink and very greatly en raged by the escape of the Mexican girl Bonltn. Ilawe had used Insult ing language to the ladles and, ac cording to Ambrose, would hare In convenienced tlio party on some pre text or other If ho had not been jhurply silenced by the cowboys Madeline's guestn wore two days In recovering from the hard ride. On the third day they leisurely bogin to prepare for departure. This period was doubly trying for Madeline. Her sister and friends were kindly and earnestly persistent In their entreaties thut she go back Kant with them. She desired to go. It was not going that mattered; It was how and when and under whnt circumstances she was to return that roused In her disturbing ayf"" Helpru she went lo6t she ane fjre sSU JtiraiiojvSjy" gliWIN. MYERS Copyriqht'Ybvj arp arvd BrotKr7 wanted to have fixed In mind her fu ture relation to tlio ranch and the West. When the crucial hour urrlved she found that the West had not claimed her yet. These old friends had warmed cold ties. It turned out, however, thnt there need be no hurry about making the decision. Madellno would have wel comed any excuse to procrustlnate; hut, as It happened, a letter from Al fred made her departure out of the question for the present. He wrote hat his trip to California hud been very profitable, that he had a proposi tion for Madeline from r largo cattle company, and, particularly, that he wanted to marry Florence soon after his arrival homo and would bring n minister from Douglua for that pur pose. Madeline wont so far, however, ns to promise Helen and her friends that she would go East soon, ut the very latest by Thanksgiving. With that promise they were reluctantly content to say goodby to the ranch and to her. Helen's eyes hud a Bweet, grave, yet mocking light as she said: "Maj esty, bring Stewart with you when you come. He'll be the rage." Madeline treated tlio remark with the same merry lightness with which It was received by the others; but after the train hnd pulled out tnd she was on her way home she remembered Helen's words and looks with some thing almost amounting to a shock. Any mention of Stewart, any thought of him, displeased her. "What did Helen mean?" mused Madeline. And she pondered. That mocking light In Helen's eyes had been cltuply an Ironical glint, a cyn ical gleam from that worldly experi ence ho suspicious and tolerant in Its wisdom. The sweet gravity of Helen's look had bevn a deeper and more sub tle thing. Madeline wanted to under stand It, to divine In It a new rela tion between Helen and herself, some thing line and sisterly that might lead to love. The thought, however, re volving nround u strange suggestion of Stewart, wn poNoned at Its Incep tion, and she dismissed It. L'ion the drive In to the ranch, ns she was passing the lower lake, she saw Stewart walking listlessly along the shore. When ho became aware of the approach of the car he sudden ly nwakened from his aimless snunter Ing nml disappeared quickly In the shade of the shrubbery T'hls was not by any means the first time Madeline hud seen htm avoid a possible meeting with her. Somehow the act had pained her, though affording her n relief. She did not want to meet him face to face. It was annoying for her to guess that Stlllwell had something to say In Stewnrt's defense. The old cattleman was evidently distressed. Several times he hnd tried to open a conversa tion with Madeline relntlng to Stew art ; she had evaded him until the Inst time, when his persistence hnd brought u cold nnd Anal refusal to hear an other word nbe-ut the foreman. Still well had been crushed. As days passed Stewart remnlned at the ranch without his old faithfulness to his work. Madeline was not moved to a kinder frame of mind to see him wandering dejectedly nround. It hurt her. nnd because It hurt her she grew all the harder. A telegram from Douglas, heralding the coming of Alfred and a minister, put an end to Madeline's brooding, and she shared something of Florence Klngsley's excitement. The cowboys were ns eager and gossipy as girls. It was arranged to huve the wedding ceremony performed In Madeline's great hall-chamber, and the dinner In the cool, tlower-scented patio. Alfred and his minister arrived ut tlio ranch In tlio big white car. They appeared considerably wind-blown. In fact, the minister was breathless, nl most sightless, nnd certainly hatless. Alfred, used as he was to wind nnd speed, remarked that he did not won der at Nels' aversion to riding a Hoot ing cnnuoii'bull, Tho Imperturbable Link took off bis enp and goggles nnd, consulting his watch, made his usual apologetic report to Madeline, deplor ing the fact that n teamster and a few stray cattle on the road had held him down to the mannna time of only a mile a minute. Arrangements for tho wedding brought Alfred's delighted approval. When he had learned nil I'lorence and Madeline would tell 111 t ti he expressed a desire to have the cowboys attend; and then he went on to talk about California, whom ho was going to take Florence on n short trip. On tho following day Alfred and Florence were imirrlcd. Floienee's slater and seernl friends from El Oujon were present, beside Madeline, Stlllwell, and his men. It was Alfred's express wish that Stewart attend the ceremony. Madeline was amused when she noticed the painfully sup pressed excitement of the cowboys. For them n wedding must huve been , an unusual and Impressive eytat. Sho begun to hav a tmtr understawtlea of tho nature of It when they caet off restraint nad pressed forward to kiss the bride. In all her life Madeline hnd never seen a bride kissed so much and so hcnrtlly, nor one so flushed and disheveled and hnppy. Thin In deed was u Joyful occasion. Tho dluner began quietly enough with the cowboys divided between em bnrrusMiiont nnd voracious appetites that they evidently feared to Indulge. Wine, however, loosened their tongues, and when Stlllwell got up to make the speech everybody soemed to oxirect of him they greeted him with a ronr. Stlllwell was now one huge, moun tainous smile. He was so happy thnt he appeared on the verge of tenrs. He rambled on ecstatically till he camo to raise bis glass. "An' now, girls an' boys, lot's nil drink to the bride nn' groom; to their sincere an' lnstln' love; to their hap piness an' prosperity; to their good health an' long life. Let' drink to the unltln' of the East with tho West. No man full of red blood nn the real breath of life could resist a Western girl an' u good boss nn' God's free hand that open country out there. So we claim Al Hammond, nn' may we bo true to him. An', friends, I think It lit tin that we drink to his sister an' to our hopes. Ileah's to tlio ludy we hope to make our Majesty! Heuli's to the man who'll come rldln' out of the West, u line, big-henrted mun with a fust boss an' u strong rope, an' may he win an' hold her! come, friends, drink." A heuvy pound of horses' hoofs nnd u yell outside arrested StlllweU's voice and halted his hand In midair. The patio became us silent as un unoccupied room. Through tho open doors nnd win dows of Madeline's chamber burst the sounds of horses stamping to a hnlt, then harsh speech of men, nnd a low cry of a woman In pain. lUipId steps crossed the porch, en tered .Madeline's room. Nels nppeared In the doorway. Madellno was sur prised to sc that ho had not been at the dinner-table. She was dis turbed at sight of his face. "Stewart, you're wanted outdoors," called Nels, bluntly. "Monty, you slope out here with me. You, Nick, an' Stlllwell I reckon the rest of you bed better shut the dors nn' stay In side." Nels disappeared. Quick as a cat Monty glided out. Madeline heard his soft, swift steps pass from her room into her olllce. He hud left his guns there. Madeline trembled. She saw Stewart get up quietly ond with out any change of expression on his dark, sad face leave the pntlo. Nick Steele followed him. Stlllwell dropped his wine-glass. As It broke, shivering tho silence, Ills huge smile vanished. Ills face Get Into the old crngglness and the red slowly thickened Into black. Stlllwell went out and closed the door behind him. Then there was a blank silence. The enjoyment of the moment had been rudely disrupted. Madellno glanced down tho lines of brown faces to seo the pleasure fade Into tho old familiar hardness. "What's wrens?" nsked Alfred, rath er stupidly. Tho chango of mood hnd been too rapid for him. Suddenly he nwnkened, thoroughly nroused nt the Interruption. "I'm going to see who's hutted In here to spoil our din ner," ho snld, nnd strode out. Ho returned before nny one nt the table had spoken or moved, nnd now the dull red of nnger mottled his fore head. "It's the sheriff of El Cajin!" he cxclnlmed, contemptuously. "Pat Hnwe with 6omo of his touch dep- He Was So Happy That He Appeared on tho Verac of Tears. titles come to arrest Geno Stewart. They've got that poor little Mexican girl out there tied an a horse. Con found that sherltTI" Madeline calmly rose from the table, eluding Florence'! retreating baud, and started for the door. The cow boys Jumped up. Alfred barred her progress. "Alfred, I am going out," she said. "No, I gi is not," ho replied. "That's no pluco for you. Muybo there'll be a light. You can do noth ing. You must not go." "Perhaps I can prevent trouble," she replied. As she left the pallo she wns aware that Alfred, with Florence at bis sde and tho cowboys behind, were start ing to follow her. When she got out of her room upon the jMirch she heard several men In loud, angry discission. Then, ut sight of P.onlta helplessly and cruelly Upund vu&u a bores, jute esd cU8liTlri and sufTermg, Mafe II ae experienced the thrill that elgfil r mention of this girl always gave her. It yielded to a hot pang In he? btdft that live pain which so shuuied her. But utmost Instantly, as a (locond glance showed un ugony lu Honlta's fare, her bruised arms where the rope bit deep Into the flesh, her little brown bands stulucd with blood, Madeline was overcome by pity for the unfortunate girl and a woman's righteous passion nt such barbarous treatment of one of her own hex. The man holding tile bridle of the horse on which Bonltti had been bound wus nt once recognized by Madeline ns the blg-bodled, bullct-hcnded guer rilla who had found the basket of wine In the spring nt camp. ltedder of face, blacker of beard, coarser of as pect, ovldently under the Influence of liquor, he was us fierce-looking us a gorilla nnd as repulsive. Besides lit in thoro were three other men present, all mounted on weary horses. The one In the foreground, guunt, sharp featured, red-eyed, with a pointed henrd, she recognized as the sheriff of El Cajon. Stlllwell saw Madeline, nnd, throw ing up his hands, roared to he heard. This quieted the gestlculutlng, quar reling men. "Wul now, Pat Howe, what's drivln' you like u locoed steer on tlio ram page?" demanded Stlllwell. "Keep In the truces, Bill," replied Huwe. "You savvy what I como for. I've been bldln' my time. But I'm ready now. I'm hyur to arrest u crlm inul." The huge frame of tho old cattle man Jerked us If I u hud been stubbed, ills face turned purple. "What crlmlu.ilY" ho shouted, hoarsely. The sheriff flicked his quirt against his dirty boot, and l,e twisted his thin lips luto u leer. "Why, Bill, I kr. iwed you bed a no good outfit rldln' this range; but I wasn't wise thet you bed mure'n one criminal." "Cut that talk ! Which cowboy ure you wantln' to arrest?" Hnwe'a manner nltercd. "Geno Stewurt," he replied, curtly. "On whnt charge?" "For klllln' u Greaser one night Inst full." "So you're still hurpln' on that? Put, you're on the wrong trull. You can't lay that klllln' onto Stewart. The thing's ancient by now. But If you insist on brlngln' him to court, let the arrest go today we're bavin' some llestu hyar an' 111 fetch Gene in to El Cajon." "Nope. 1 reckon 111 take him when I got the chance, before ho slopes." "I'm glvln' you my word," thun dered Stlllwell. "I reckon I don't hev to tnko your word, Bill, or unybody else's." StlllweU's great bulk quivered with his rage, yet he made n successful ef fort to control It. "See hyur, Pat Huwe, I know what's reasonable. Law Is law. But in this country there nlwnys bus been an' Is now a safe an satuj way to proceed with the law. Mcbbe you've forgot Uiat. I'm n-goln' to give you a hunch. Pat, you're not overllked In these parts. You've rid too much with a high hand. Some of your deals hev been shady, un' don't you overlook whnt I'm snyln'. But you're the sher iff, nn' I'm respectln' your ofllce. I'm respectln' it this much. If the milk of human decency Is so soured In your breast that you can't hev u kind feel In', then try to avoid the onplensnnt ne8s that'll result from nny contrary move on your part today. Do you get thnt hunch?" "SUUwell, you're tlirentenln' an of ficer," replied Hawe, angrily. "I come to nrrest Mm, nn' I'm goln' to." "So that's your game!" shouted Stlllwell. "Wc-b'iI are glad to get you straight, Pat. Now listen, you cheap, red-eyed coyote of a sheriff! You don't care how many enemies you make. You know you'll never get ofllce agnln In tills county. What do you cure now? It's amnzln' strange how earn est you are to hunt down the man who killed that particular Greaser. I reckon there's been some dozen or more klllln's of Greasers In the lHst year. Why don't you tnke to trnlltn' some of them klllln's? I'll tell you why. You're afraid to go near the border. An' your hate of Geno Stew art makes you want to hound him an' put him where he' never been yet in Jail. You wmt Ut spite his friends. Wal, listen, you lennJawed, skunk bitten coyote! Qo abend nn' try to urrest him!" Stlllwell took one mighty stride off the porch. His Inst words had been cold. His rugo appeared to have been transferred to Hawe. The sheriff had begun to stutter nnd shako n lanky red hand nt tho cattleman when Stewnrt stepped out. "Here, you lenows, give mo a chance to say a word." As Stewart appeared tho Mexican girl suddenly seemed vltnllzed out of her stupor. She strained nt her bonds, ns if to lift her hands beseechingly. A flush nnlmated her haggard face, and her big eyes lighted. "Senor Gene. she moaned. "Help me! I so seek. They bent me, rope me, 'mos' keel me. Ob, help me, Senor Geno!" "S!iutup, er I'll gng you." said tlio mnn who held Bonltr.'s horse. "Muzzle her, Rneed, If sho blabs again," called Hnwe. Madeline felt something tense nnd strained working In tho short silence. Was It only a phase of her thrilling excitement? Her swift glance showed the faces of Nels and Monty and Nick to bo brooding, cold, watchful. She wondered why Stewart did not look toward Bonltu. He, too, was now dark-faced, cool, quiet, with something ominous nbout him. "Wavr, 111 fubmit t arrost . any fuss," he mini, slowly, "If you-JJ take the ropes off that girl." "Nope," replied the sheriff. "She got uway from me onut. She's Imwg tled now, an' she'll stuy huwg-tled." Madeline thought she saw Stewart give a slight start. But an unaccount able dimness came oer ner eyes, ut brief intervals obscuring her keen sight. "All rbht, let's hurry out of here, Mild Stewart. "You've made annoy ance enough. IUde down to the cor ral with me. I'll get my horse and go with you." "Hold on!" yelled Hnwe, as Stewnrt turned uwny. "Not so fast. Wlio'a doin' tills? You'll ride one of my puck-horses, nn' you'll go in irons." "You want to handcurf me?" queried Stewart, with sudden swift sturt of passion. "Wnnt to? Haw, how! Nope, Stew art, thet Jest my wuy with boss thieves, raiders Greasers, murderers, an alch. See hyar, you Sneed, git off an' put the irons on this man." The guerrlllu called Sneed slid off Ills horso and began to fumble in his saddlo-hags. Stlllwell was gating nt Stewart In a kind of Imploring amnze. "Gene, you nln't goln' to stand fer them handcuffs?" he pleaded. "Yes," replied the cowboy. "Bill, olj friend, I'm nn o-itslder here. There's no call for Miss Hammond and nnd her brother nnd Florence to be worried further nbout me. Their happy day has already been spoiled on my uccount. I want to get out quick." "Wul, you might bo too d n consid erate of Miss Hammond's sensitive feelln's." Thoro was now uo trace of "Senor Genel" She Moaned. "Help Mel I So Seek." tho courteous, kindly old rancher. Ho looked harder than stone. "How ubout my feelln's? I want to know If you're goln' to let this sneakln' coyote, this last gasp of the old rum-guzzlln' frontier sheriffs, put you In Irons an' huwg-tle you an' drive you off to Jail?" "Yes," replied Stewnrt, steadily. "Wal, by Gawd! You, Geno Stew nrt! Whut's come over you? Why, man, go In the house, an' I'll 'tend to this feller. Then tomorrow you can ride In nn' give yourself up like a gentlemiin." "No. I'll go. Thanks, Bill, for the way you and tho boys would stick to me. Hurry, Hawe, before my mind changes." His voice broke at last, betraying the wonderful control he had kept over his passions. As he ceased speaking ha seemed suddenly to become spiritless. He dropped his head. When the mnn Sneed ennio forward, Jingling the Iron fetters, Madeline's blood turned to lire. She would hnvo forgiven Stewart then for lapsing into the kind of cowboy It had been her blind and sickly sentiment to abhor. This was a man's West a man's game. At that moment, with her blood hot nnd racing, she would have gloried In tlio violence which she lmd so deplored: she would have welcomed tho action that hud characterized Stewart's treat ment of Don Carlos; she had In her the sudden dawning temper of a wom an who hnd been assimilating tho life nnd nature around her and who would not hnvo turned her eyes away from a harsh nnd bloody deed. But Stewart held forth his hands to bo manacled. Then Madellno heard her own voice burst out lu a ringing, Imperious "Wnlt !" Sneed dropped the manacles. Stew art's fnco took on a chalky whiteness. Hnwe, In a slow, stupid embarrass ment beyond his control, removed his sombrero In n respect that seemed wrenched from him. "Mr. Hawe, I cun prove to you that Stewart was not concerned in uny way whatever with the crime for which you wnnt to arrest him." The sheriffs stare underwent n blink ing chnnge. Ho coughed, Htunimered, and tried to sp?:1.- Manifestly, ho hnd been thrown completely off his bal ance. 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