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ARIZONA ROUNDUY 113 for the hangings to start. I’ve got five heavily armed cowpunchers who were friends of Wild Cat Cresty to help me raid the jail. If we can take them by surprise and get the drop on them, I'll get Jed free.” He had picked up the dice and idly thrown them for another five-ace seven, and was now examining them curiously, his face hardening. “And Lance?” she got out, low-voiced. “I’m rescuing an innocent man, Lily,” he told her. “Don’t for- get that ’'m a lawman. Texas sheriff from the Rio country. Justice was doiie today in the case of four of those five men. I’m sorry I've got to put it so bluntly, but there’s nothing I can do for your stepbrother. He shot an unarmed miner last night in cold blood with my own gun.” | She nodded‘ tiredly. “I know. Lance’s mother was a good woman, but his father was an outlaw and one of the meanest men alive. He was hung for murder. Like father, like son, I guess.” He had picked up several more pairs of the dice and was throwing them. “These yours?” he asked her sharply. She looked them over, hefted them, shook her head in sur- prise. “Why, no, Tex, they're not. These are brand-new. I’ve been short of a new supply. Tex, what is this?” “A frame-up. This looks like Gardner’s work. Quick, get me some kind of a sack. One of your canvas money sacks. Hurry!” He began putting the dice into the sack and went to the card cabinet on the wall. A gasp of surprise came from her at sight of the sign Gardner had put up. “Why, Tex,” she cried out. “I never put that sign there. I never allowed a pair of crooked dice or factory-marked deck in this house.” “No matter,” he said curtly. “Get upstairs and be ready to ride. Better send Bessie to the house of some woman you know until she can leave when things quiet down. Watch the jail. When we come running you hit the saddle and be waiting, holding Jed’s horse. The timing has got to be perfect.” _“T can’t run,” she told him. “made a promise to Pap about Lance—never mind what it is—and I’m going to keep it. I won't go with you.” | comicbooks.com