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ARIZONA ROUNDUP 95 “Yes,” was the clipped reply. “Do you propose to do anything further about it?” “T left the matter up to Lily Owens,” Tex had answered curtly. “And conditions have changed. That was a lucky break for you, Gardner.” “Why?” “Because when I say something I mean it. When I make a promise I keep it. You'd have left this town had it been neces- sary to beat you down with a gun barre] and then drag you out. Make no mistake about that.” “Then perhaps I was most fortunate,” Gardner replied cyn- ically. | Pearson came out, obviously agitated from some inner emo- tion. His face was a little flushed. He strode down the street with- out a word and Tex watched him go. Gardner found it expedient to move on. Tex went inside. Lily Owens was crying, her head _ bowed over the bar. “As bad as all that?” he asked. She nodded and got control of herself. “Just my nerves letting go since this thing happened. I’m go- ing upstairs and finish up the job in good style. Then I'll be all right.” "Might be a good idea. I think I'll go over and try to see Jed.” “Do that,” she whispered, and walked around the end of the bar. She came up close and raised her face to look at him. “Save him, Tex. I’ve never asked anything of any living man. I’ve never given anything to any living man. But I’m asking something of you now. Save him, Tex.” She reached up with both hands, and before he was aware of what had happened she had kissed him squarely on the lips. She turned and went up the stairs swiftly. The door of her room closed. He was alone in the Pheasant. He went out and swung up aboard the black, aware of the curious stares at the right hand lying close to the gun at his right thigh. He saw the crowd gathered around the front of the: Pound, Biggers’ big figure pushing through, and knew that the miners court was about to go into session. Tex gigged the black up the slope toward the jail some two hundred yards away. Four miners armed with rifles and shotguns were standing — comicbooks.com