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the shuffling crowd began to snicker and whisper; Riggs gave
Dale a malignant glance; shifted it to Helen; and then
lurched away in the direction of his gun。

Dale did not pay any more attention to him。  Gathering up
Helen's baggage; he said; 〃Come on;〃 and shouldered a lane
through the gaping crowd。  The girls followed close at his
heels。

〃Nell!  what 'd I tell you?〃 whispered Bo。  〃Oh; you're all
atremble!〃

Helen was aware of her unsteadiness; anger and fear and
relief in quick succession had left her rather weak。  Once
through the motley crowd of loungers; she saw an old gray
stage…coach and four lean horses。  A grizzled; sunburned man
sat on the driver's seat; whip and reins in hand。  Beside him
was a younger man with rifle across his knees。  Another man;
young; tall; lean; dark; stood holding the coach door open。
He touched his sombrero to the girls。  His eyes were sharp as
he addressed Dale。

〃Milt; wasn't you held up?〃

〃No。  But some long…haired galoot was tryin' to hold up the
girls。  Wanted to throw his gun on me。  I was sure scared;〃
replied Dale; as he deposited the luggage。

Bo laughed。  Her eyes; resting upon Dale; were warm and
bright。  The young man at the coach door took a second look
at her; and then a smile changed the dark hardness of his
face。

Dale helped the girls up the high step into the stage; and
then; placing the lighter luggage; in with them; he threw
the heavier pieces on top

〃Joe; climb up;〃 he said。

〃Wal; Milt;〃 drawled the driver;〃 let's ooze along。〃

Dale hesitated; with his hand on the door。  He glanced at the
crowd; now edging close again; and then at Helen。

〃I reckon I ought to tell you;〃 he said; and indecision
appeared to concern him。

〃What?〃 exclaimed Helen。

〃Bad news。  But talkin' takes time。  An' we mustn't lose any。〃

〃There's need of hurry?〃 queried Helen; sitting up sharply。

〃I reckon。〃

〃Is this the stage to Snowdrop?

〃No。  That leaves in the mornin'。  We rustled this old trap to
get a start to…night。〃

〃The sooner the better。  But I  I don't understand;〃 said
Helen; bewildered。

〃It'll not be safe for you to ride on the mornin' stage;〃
returned Dale。

〃Safe!  Oh; what do you mean?〃 exclaimed Helen。
Apprehensively she gazed at him and then back at Bo。

〃Explainin' will take time。  An' facts may change your mind。
But if you can't trust me 〃

〃Trust you!〃 interposed Helen; blankly。  〃You mean to take us
to Snowdrop?  〃

〃I reckon we'd better go roundabout an' not hit Snowdrop;〃
he replied; shortly。

〃Then to Pine  to my uncle  Al Auchincloss?

〃Yes; I'm goin' to try hard。〃

Helen caught her breath。  She divined that some peril menaced
her。  She looked steadily; with all a woman's keenness; into
this man's face。  The moment was one of the fateful decisions
she knew the West had in store for her。  Her future and that
of Bo's were now to be dependent upon her judgments。  It was
a hard moment and; though she shivered inwardly; she
welcomed the initial and inevitable step。  This man Dale; by
his dress of buckskin; must be either scout or hunter。  His
size; his action; the tone of his voice had been reassuring。
But Helen must decide from what she saw in his face whether
or not to trust him。  And that face was clear bronze;
unlined; unshadowed; like a tranquil mask; clean…cut;
strong…jawed; with eyes of wonderful transparent gray。

〃Yes; I'll trust you;〃 she said。  〃Get in; and let us hurry。
Then you can explain。〃

〃All ready; Bill。  Send 'em along;〃 called Dale。

He had to stoop to enter the stage; and; once in; he
appeared to fill that side upon which he sat。  Then the
driver cracked his whip; the stage lurched and began to
roll; the motley crowd was left behind。  Helen awakened to
the reality; as she saw Bo staring with big eyes at the
hunter; that a stranger adventure than she had ever dreamed
of had began with the rattling roll of that old stage…coach。

Dale laid off his sombrero and leaned forward; holding his
rifle between his knees。  The light shone better upon his
features now that he was bareheaded。  Helen had never seen a
face like that; which at first glance appeared darkly
bronzed and hard; and then became clear; cold; aloof; still;
intense。  She wished she might see a smile upon it。  And now
that the die was cast she could not tell why she had trusted
it。  There was singular force in it; but she did not
recognize what kind of force。  One instant she thought it was
stern; and the next that it was sweet; and again that it was
neither。

〃I'm glad you've got your sister;〃 he said; presently。

〃How did you know she's my sister?〃

〃I reckon she looks like you。〃

〃No one else ever thought so;〃 replied Helen; trying to
smile。

Bo had no difficulty in smiling; as she said; 〃Wish I was
half as pretty as Nell。〃

〃Nell。  Isn't your name Helen?〃 queried Dale。

〃Yes。  But my  some few call me Nell。〃

〃I like Nell better than Helen。  An' what's yours?〃 went on
Dale; looking at Bo。

〃Mine's Bo。  just plain B…o。  Isn't it silly?  But I wasn't
asked when they gave it to me;〃 she replied。

〃Bo。  It's nice an' short。  Never heard it before。  But I
haven't met many people for years。〃

〃Oh!  we've left the town!〃 cried Bo。  〃Look; Nell!  How bare!
It's just like desert。〃

〃It is desert。  We've forty miles of that before we come to a
hill or a tree。〃

Helen glanced out。  A flat; dull…green expanse waved away
from the road on and on to a bright; dark horizon…line;
where the sun was setting rayless in a clear sky。  Open;
desolate; and lonely; the scene gave her a cold thrill。

〃Did your uncle Al ever write anythin' about a man named
Beasley?〃 asked Dale。

〃Indeed he did;〃 replied Helen; with a start of surprise。

〃Beasley!  That name is familiar to us  and detestable。  My
uncle complained of this man for years。  Then he grew bitter
 accused Beasley。  But the last year or so not a word!〃

〃Well; now;〃 began the hunter; earnestly; 〃let's get the bad
news over。  I'm sorry you must be worried。  But you must learn
to take the West as it is。  There's good an' bad; maybe more
bad。  That's because the country's young。 。 。 。  So to come
right out with it  this Beasley hired a gang of outlaws to
meet the stage you was goin' in to Snowdrop  to…morrow 
an' to make off with you。〃

〃Make off with me?〃 ejaculated Helen; bewildered。

〃Kidnap you!  Which; in that gang; would be worse than
killing you!〃 declared Dale; grimly; and he closed a huge
fist on his knee。

Helen was utterly astounded。

〃How hor…rible!〃 she gasped out。  〃Make off with me!  。 。 。
What in Heaven's name for?〃

Bo gave vent to a fierce little utterance。

〃For reasons you ought to guess;〃 replied Dale; and he
leaned forward again。  Neither his voice nor face changed in
the least; but yet there was a something about him that
fascinated Helen。  〃I'm a hunter。  I live in the woods。  A few
nights ago I happened to be caught out in a storm an' I took
to an old log cabin。  Soon as I got there I heard horses。  I
hid up in the loft。  Some men rode up an' come in。  It was
dark。  They couldn't see me。  An' they talked。  It turned out
they were Snake Anson an' his gang of sheep…thieves。  They
expected to meet Beasley there。  Pretty soon he came。  He told
Anson how old Al; your uncle; was on his last legs  how he
had sent for you to have his property when he died。  Beasley
swore he had claims on Al。  An' he made a deal with Anson to
get you out of the way。  He named the day you were to reach
Magdalena。  With Al dead an' you not there; Beasley could get
the property。  An' then he wouldn't care if you did come to
claim it。  It 'd be too late。 。 。 。  Well; they rode away that
night。  An' next day I rustled down to Pine。  They're all my
friends at Pine; except old Al。  But they think I'm queer。  I
didn't want to confide。  in many people。  Beasley is strong in
Pine; an' for that matter I suspect Snake Anson has other
friends there besides Beasley。  So I went to see your uncle。
He never had any use for me because he thought I was lazy
like an Indian。  Old Al hates lazy men。  Then we fell out 
or he fell out  because he believed a tame lion of mine
had killed

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