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ARIZONA ROUNDUP 97 him a pint of. whiskey and he had drunk most of it. Next to him the big uncouth Sandy, a very frightened man now, kept mum- bling to himself. Bud Bailey stared through the bars, Lance Haraway’s pale face beside him. In the last cell on the north end of the jail Jed Haraway sat and calmly smoked his pipe. “Could I go in?” Tex asked, dropping his hands to the buckles of his gunbelts. “I’m not going to slip him a gun.” “Why, I reckon so, Burnett,” one of the guards replied. “A feller in his kind of pickle oughta have a few last favors. I shore hate it about Jed. He give me a lift on his wagonload of lumber the day I come into this camp on foot, walkin’ twelve mile be- cause I didn't have money to ride the stagecoach. Shore, go on in. Leave yore gunbelts there on the table.” Tex unslung the two belts and laid them aside. The guard unlocked the padlock. Jed had stood up at the sound of’Tex’s voice. He stepped aside as Burnett entered and shook hands. “How are you, Jed?” Tex asked, smiling. “Or perhaps I shouldn’t ask.” : “No reason why not,” the ex-tinhorn smiled back, Sit down. Not very good accommodations I have to offer, but you'll have to make out. How's Lily taking it?” “About like you'd expect.” “She’s a thoroughbred. I never intended for her to find ont about my past. That’s why I grew the beard. I had a hunch that in a boom camp of this kind, sooner or later some of the old bunch would show up. I certainly never expected to see then all.” “It was sornething of a surprise,” Tex admitted. “But not any more than when I saw you clean-shaven. I thought that first day there was something vaguely familiar about you, Jed, but | couldn’t place it on account of that mat of buckbrush. But you recognized me, eh?” “Right from the beginning. Came within a hair of making. myself known but thought better of it. It was like manna from heaven, seeing you after all these years when youd disappeared and I'd let it get out that I'd been shot. That was why I invited you down. How are things in town?’ “The committee is going in session about now, I think.” He comicbooks.com