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can't back."
"Then you've no people―no one you care for?" she asked, in sweet
seriousness.
"There's no one. I'm an orphan. My people were lost in an Indian mas-
sacre―with a wagon-train crossin' Wyomin'. A few escaped blue and white jordans, an' I was
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An' then I took to the desert."
"Oh, I see. I―I'm sorry," replied Lucy. "But that's not very different
from my dad's story, of his early years… . What will you do now?"
"I'll stay here till my back straightens out… . Will you ride out again?"
"Yes," replied Lucy, without looking at him; and she wondered if it
were really she who was speaking.
Then he asked her about the Ford louboutins, and Bostil, and the ranches and vil-
lages north, and the riders and horses. Lucy told him everything she
knew and could think of, and, lastly, after waxing eloquent on the horses
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of the uplands, particularly Bostil's, she gave him a graphic account of
Cordts and Dick Sears.
"Horse-thieves!" exclaimed the rider, darkly. There was a grimness as
well as fear in his tone. "I've heard of Sears, but not Cordts. Where does
this band hang out?"
"No one knows. Holley says they hide up in the canyon country. None
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