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14 WILLIAM HOPSON gone and then talk loud about what dirty, murderin’ holdups we was an’ how we oughta be strung up.” His gun came out in a flash, covering the other. “Shuck ‘em! Sandy, take his irons. And, Evergreen, you better hope we don’t git caught either. Because if we do the town of Mule Gulch is goin’ to know who killed that miner with Tex Burnett’s gun.” “I guess you wouldn't have too much to lose at that,” Lance Haraway replied slowly. “Because if they ever get you itll be a rope. Sandy had slipped away the belt gun and the one at Lance's thigh. He tossed them onto a bunk and followed the others who had slipped out the back door and were hurrying toward the small, makeshift corral where they kept their horses. Under Bailey’s orders the younger man began rolling and tying the saddle bedrolls into small round bundles for convenient lashing back of the cantles. After a time the three men led their horse: up to the back and slipped in for saddles. It was about then tha: the knock came on the front door. Bailey whirled, guns out in a flash. He nodded toward Lanc:: “Who is it?” Lance called. “Open up, son,’ came Jed Haraway’s voice in reply. “It’s me. Bailey shot a look at his-:men. This was fast work. Jed must have just about run and galloped his horses all the way bac! to town. Lance went to the door and opened it. His stepfather cam in and looked about him, at the others. “I was pretty sure I'd find you here,” he said. “Whyr” demanded Lance. “I haven’t done anything.” Jed Haraway sat down on a bunk and reached for his pipe. He took his time about replying. He reached for tobacco pouch. “What's up?” demanded Bailey. “Let’s have it.” “I haven't done anything,” Lance Haraway repeated. “It's no use, son,” the freighter replied. “Denying it won't do any good. I recognized you in spite of the mask. You should have stayed out of sight in the brush.” “But I only went along to see nothin’ happened to you,” his stepson answered harshly. “I knew that Newt was itchy with a trigger finger an that if anything happened to you Lil would hate me for the rest of her life.” comicbooks.com