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“THE sPYv. | 21 was not assured he had caught it all, so he cautiously crawled nearer until not more than a half-dozen pacés''separated him from the sentinel.“ His’ progress was very slow, as the slight- est noise might betray him to the watchful ears of’the euiird: ‘He did not Have’ to wait long; for another outlaw leaped tintin the trunk, and © again the’ passwords were uttered, this time by Tadlock. ' Dick also noted the name of the sentinel, and then repeated the formula over several times to himself, to imprint it upon his memory. Then, like a lizard; he ‘re- treated from his covert, until ata safe distance from thebridge He had tio doubt nowof the identity of tlie place, for hg knew that Tadlock belonged to'the Keedy boys’ ‘gang. After waiting a short time, Laflin proceeded around to the trée-top. In one ‘hand ‘he held’ concealed a heavy knife, the blade resting upon the inside of his arm. A rifle was slung over his back bya strap. He walked Holty along until ‘the tree was reached.) Then mounting, he strode with a quick step, until near‘where he had seen the other men pause. Then came the low hiss. » He understood the ee, ee $2 ~* Tie crow flies low'to-night”: qe ere “ino wodpehn ft * Who'sdys so?” fictie vev gt ery s1)}ecnics onl? 2 1 * King Gorge and Mt eed? i bie .2¢ vit aif hoe Why. 270 bsaili fob Te _ © The Black Band plays eduataiient caf te elinwe a: se 19 “ Correct ; pass on.” Siraties Figds to wot Wisnde 4s ober -Laflin caught ‘hold Pinas breldcuve then piltiley: tis peired: into the leafy covert of the sentry. This maneuver cast his face into the deep shape. Then, as if re- eogiizinig”the*mixiiy the squatter’ eatened his” Thana, — in’a low, eager tone: '- sas Why, Cliff) man, how are pou?! ‘Whar’ you bin’ keepin’ " Yourself Intely ? Give us your paw, oP feller!" “4 ee a hand ‘was jaityseswiss: to that of the spy: ™ Yerinrnilt de Wii dy eaob dietese etrwsd! fr" * You're right it is! Come out hyar, “a a feller can see your mug,” at thesame time giving a powerful jerk upon the {gom, that pallet the man out where the moon shone fall _— his features. ~ © What the devil do” Cliff angrily began, but ‘the sieve ‘was never finished ;* for ‘Tiaflin’s ‘left arm arose and then comicloooks.comn