Arizona Round-Up — page 59: what you’re looking at

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ARIZONA ROUNDUP 57 had for telling those men that this place here is running crooked games?” “Maybe he's trying to force me to my knees,” she smiled at. her father. “Ever think of that, Pap? No, I'll stay and, if he wants a gat I'll fight him. I've got Bailey and I can get others. I want no bloodshed, but I can bluff with the best of them.” “Bailey might be one of those who has to go or stretch rope," her father reminded her. “Those miners are mad. Two of them murdered tonight. Two more mugged. Any man without visible means of support is liable to find this an unhealthy town to stay in. Take Lance, for instance. He’s killed three men . . . two of them, miners. By the way, where was he tonight? I haven't seen 1m. “I don’t know. I sent Frenchy around the places to Jook for him. He wasn’t in his room at the Pound and he wasn't in your cabin when Frenchy went over. You don’t think he had anything to do with all this, do you?” “I don’t know what to think,” he said tiredly “I had to betray a man tonight—a man I respect very much. I had to tell them that Burnett was in my cabin. I suppose they've got him by now. Well, I'd better be going. Just one more reminder, Hon: if trouble breaks for you I'll do what I can. But I warn you once more: Harlan Pearson is your enemy.” He left the room and went to his cabin. The first streaks of dawn were beginning to show faintly in the East. He lit a lamp and began getting an early breakfast. Either Tex had not been in, or he had come and gone. Daybreak came and then sunup; Haraway went to the wagon yard and rousted out Curley to get the team ready for the coach. Curley came into the yard, tousled and yawning. Jed helped him feed and water the horses and then strolled over to the Pheasant. To his surprise he found Lily already up and dressed. A dozen heavily armed miners were standing near where she sat at a table drinking coffee; Harlan Pearson was seated at that same table. “Good morning, Miss Owens,” Jed greeted his. daughter. She laughed at him over the cup, her white teeth flashing. “Not any more, Pap. We can get along without that now. The comicbooks.com