\ y SYNOPSIS Jim Wall, young cowpuncher from Wyoming, seeks a new field in Utah. He meets Hank Hays, who tells him he 18 working for an Englishman, Her- rick, who has located a big ranch Hays and others are plotting to steal their employer's cattle and money, With Hays and two other rustlers, Jim Wall goes to Herrick's ranch Hays and his lieutenants ride away to drive off the first bunch of cattle Heeseman is Hays" rival among the eattle rustlers. Jim is sent to meet Miss Herrick. Hays betrays unusual interest In the girl's coming. The rustlers begin driving cattle from the ranch. Wall finds himself falling In love with Helen, and he fears Hays has designs on the girl. Jim coaches her In riding western style, and final- ly kisses her. She is angry and dis misses him, but relents and asks him not to leave the ranch. Hays’ men re- turn from the drive, having sold the cattle and brought back the money. A quick getaway is Imperative. Hays tells his men to go on ahead, that he will join them at a certain canyon. He comes, with Helen Herrick--a captive. Hays explains that he stole Helen for ransom. Realizing that Helen will be worse off If she falls into Heeseman's clutches, Jim Wall does nothing. Heese- man's riders are discovered In pur. suit, Hays leads the gang Into a canyon retreat-—The Robbers’ Roost, CHAPTER VII—Continued wo] Boe The grove contained perhaps twenty- five acres of level sward, as grassy as any pasture. Aside from the features that made this retreat ideal for rob bers, it was amazing in its fertility, in its protected Isolation, and In the brill. lance of its many colors, Jim strode over to the camp fire to wash. “How's Sparrowhawk?” asked Jim, “Stopped bleedin’.” It was Hays who answered, this time. *But | gotta dig out thet bullet an’ I'm plumb feared I can't.” “Let it be a while prisoner?” “Say, all you fellers askin’ me thet, Fact is, I don’t know. She was dead to the world last night.” “Let her sleep. That was an awful ride.” “After grub we'll climb up an’ look our roost over,” announced Hays pres. ently. “It certainly is a great robbers’ roost,” agreed Jim, wiping his face. “If we get surprised we'll simply go out on the other side.” “Wal, we Jest can't be surprised” sald Hays, complacently. “One look- out with a glass can watch all the approaches” “If 1 was Heeseman and had seen you, as he sure saw us, I'd find you in three days.” returned Jim, deliberately. “Wall, I'll bet you two to one thet you can't even git out of here,” de clared Hays. “Why, man, you just told us all how to get out” “Down the gully, yes. But you've never seen it an’ you'd shore be stuck. Wal, we'll keep watch during’ daylight.” : “Fellers,” Hays sald at the end of the meal, “I forgot to- tell you thet we took a little money from Herrick. I'll make a divvy on thet today.” This news was received with mani fest satisfaction. “How much, about, Bridges, eagerly. “Not much. [ didn't count. a couple thousand each.” “Whew! Thet added to what I've got will make me flush, An' I'm gon na keep it.” “Hank, as there's no deal In sight all summer, an’ mebbe not then, we can gamble, hah?" “Gamble yourselves black in face, provided there's no fightin’, good we haven't any likker.” “Boss, I forgot to tell you thet 1 bought a couple of jugs at the june tion,” spoke up Smoky, contritely. “Wal, no matter, only It ‘pears we're all forgettin' things,” sald the leader, somewhat testily. “Hank, when're you aimin’' to collect ransom fer the girl?” “Not while thet hard-shootin' outfit is campin’ on our trail” Later Jim caught Smoky aside, dig ging into his pack, and approached him to whisper: “Smoky, 1 wish we had time to talk, But I'll say this right from the shoul der: It's up to you and me to see no harm comes to this girl” “Why you an’ me, Jim?" returned Smoky, his penetrating eyes on Wall's. “That's why 1 wish 1 had time to talk. But you've got to take me straight. If I wasn't here you'd do your best for her—that's my hunch. « « » Shoot now, quick! Hays Is sus pleious.” “Wal, yore a sharp cuss, Jim,” re turned Smoky, going back to his pack. “I'm with you. One of us has always got to be heah in camp, day an’ night. Do you savvy?” “Yea. . . . Thanks, Smoky. Some how I'd have sworn by you,” replied Jim, hurriedly, and retraced his steps to the fire, CHAPTER VIII How's our Hank?" asked Reckon the it's ’ After breakfast Hays led his men, except Latimer, up through the west outlet, from which they climbed to the highest point in the vicinity, Every point of the green hole was in plain sight. Every approach to It, even that down the dark gully, lay exposed. Brad Lincoln sald sarcastically: “So you heen savin’ this roost for your old age?” Then Jim put In his quiet opinion: “A band of men could hang out here for twenty years—unless they fought among themselves by ZANE GREY Copyright.~WNU Service. “Ha!” Slocum let out a single sharp exclamation, They left Jim on the bluff to keep the first watch. Jim had Miss Herrick's word as to the amount taken from her, It was a certainty that Hays had also robbed her brother. Put he had not reported the truth as to the amount; and this was another singular proof of the dis integration of the chief's character. In all likelihood Sparrowhawk Lati- mer was aware of this omission on the chief's part. Probably he had been bribed to keep his mouth shut. What- ever there was to learn Jim meant to learn, While his thoughts ran in this fash. ion, skipping from one aspect to an- other, Jim's keen manipulation of the fleld glass followed suit. And after each survey he would shift the glass back to the oval bowl where the rob- bers were at work. Some were carrying water, brush, stones, while other were digging post- holes. » Hays began to lay a square fireplace of flat stones. The stone, sand, water were fetched to him but he did the building himself. An hour or so after the start the square grate appeared to be completed, and the chimney was going up. Four cot- tonwoods formed the four corner posts of the shack. Poles of the same wood were lald across for beams. Probably Hays would construct a roof of brush, and give it pitch enough so that It would shed water, Long after noonday, and when Jim had spent at least six hours on watch, Jeff Bridges detached himself from hls “it's Up to You and Me to See No Harm Comes to This Girl” comrades and laboriously made his way up the long slope to the bluff, upon which Jim was stationed, Jim relinquished the glass and his seat to Bridges. He made his way leisurely down off the smooth red ledges to the slope, and eventually to the valley floor. “Jim, take a snack of grub, an then come to work with us,” sald Hays While they were at it Smoky sug gested they erect a sun and raln shel ter for the prisoner. Hays consented with a bad grace. So before dark they built one for Miss Herrick that would add materially to her comfort A tiny stream ran out from under the trees. Jim banked it up with clean red rocks, forming a fine little pool of clear cold water, Smoky deft ly fashioned a rude armchair, which, when covered with saddle blankets, made an acceptable seat. Hays, not to be wholly outdone, cut and carried a great armload of ferns. “Come out, miss,” he called into the tent, Helen emerged, her eyes suspicious. ly red, but that did oot mar the flash of them. “Hays, am [ to gather from this kindly service that my stay here will be indefinite?’ she queried. " “Wal, It looks like thet" “You can send Jim Wall and another of your men back to Star ranch. I'll write a letter to my brother to pay and ask no questions or make no moves.” “Shore, I reckon Jim would go. It's easy to see thet. But none of my reg. ular men would risk 8” returned Hays, “There’s a better way, Hank,” spoke up Smoky. “Send Jim an’ me back with the girl. If she'll promise it we'll get the money.” “lI give my word” swiftly agreed Mins Herrick, “When it suits me-—which {8s when it's safe to send fer thet ransom money-1"11 do it an’ not before” Hays stalked away toward the cook shelter, “Youf-what's your name?” Helen asked, turning to Smoky, “Wal, you can eali me Smoky” “Jim has made you a friend—to help me? “ “1 reckon so, but fer Gawd's sake don’t talk so loud. Try to savvy this deal, an’ what's your part In It” Smoky wheeled to his task as Hays strode back Into earshot, Miss Herrick entered her tent, and after that little more was spoken be tween the men, and presently, at Huys' suggestion, they quit for the day. “Whar you quired Hays. “Under the cliff with Sparrow, Thet poor devil needs nursin’.” “Jim, whar you sleepin’? “There's my bed and pack and sad- dle,” replied Wall, pointing. “I'll leave them there till it rains.” Hays made no comment. They re paired to Happy Jack's shelter and to thelr evening meal. Later by the light of the campfire Jim saw Helen come out of her tent to walk up and down in the dusk. And she got nearly as far as where Jim's things lay In the lee of a low shelf, Darkness soon settled down, and with ft the robbers, worn out with their labors. Jim stayed up long enough to see Hays stretch in his blankets under Happy's shelter, The next day was like the preceding, with its camp tasks and Improvements, the guard duty, attendance upon Spar- row, and the universal if covert ob- servance of Miss Herrick. To do her credit she kept out of her tent, ate, exercised, and watched with great anxious eyes that haunted Jim, After that day after day, watching and suspense wore on, The seventh day, during the heat of the afternoon, Jim was on the look- out from the bluff with his fleld glass. When he returned, Smoky came to meet him, . “Sparrow's been askin’ fer you" he sald, moodily. “I'm afeared he's lots wuss.” When Jim bent over the wasted Latl- mer it was Indeed to feel a cold ap- prehension, “What is It, Sparrow? on watch,” said Jim, “Am 1 agoln' to Latimer, calmly. bunkin', Smoky?" In. full of for Jim, I've been croak? queried “You've a fighting chance, Sparrow.” “Wal, I've been shot before, never had this queer feelin’, . , . Now, Jim, If 1 git to sinkin' don't keep me from knowin’. If I'm dyin’ I want to | tell you and Smoky somethin’ thet I'd keep If 1 live, Savvy?” “Sparrow, [ couldn't honestly ask for that confession yet,” replied Jim. “You might pull through, But I prom- ise you, and I'm shaking your hand i on it" “Good. Thet eases my mind” On the walk across the oval Smoky sald very seriously: “Jim, I reckon we | better have Sparrow tell us tomorrer ~—whatever he has on his chest. Thet | is, If we want to know it. Do you? “I sure do, Smoky. If it's something | Latimer must confess it's something | we ought to know." That night Jim moved his bed closer to the grove, farther from the camp fire, and It commanded a view of the | rise of ground where anyone passing | could be detected above the horizon, Even after he had crawled under his | blankets he watched. But nothing passed. The hours wore | on until the utter loneliness of the | deep pit weighed heavily upon Jim's oppressed breast, He fell asleep and dreamed that he | was riding a gigantic black horse with | eyes of fire, and that there was a white flower growing out from a preci | pice, and in a strange, reckless desire to pluck it he fell into the abyss Down, down he plunged Into blackness, | And suddenly a plercing, terrible ery rose from the depths. Jim was sitting upright in bed, his brow clammy with sweat, his heart clamped as in a cold vise. What had awakened him? The night was stlent, | melancholy, fateful. He swore that a | soul-wracking ery had broken his slum. | ber. Then he remembered the dream. | He was not subject to dreams The | rest of the night he dozed at inter | vals, haunted by he knew not what, One by one the members of the gang | appeared at Happy Jack's calls to breakfast. Jim was the last to arrive, except Hays, who had not yet appeared After the meal Jim, as was his cus tom, hurried toward the shelf where Latimer lay. He had gotten half-way when Slocum caught up with him, “Jim, you look like the wrath of Gawd this mornin’™ “Smoky, 1 didn't sleep well, I'm cross, and I reckon I need a shave.” “Wal, if thet's all—S8ay, Jim, did you hear the gurl scream last night?” “Scream, , . . did she?" “Huh. If she didn't, I've shore got the Jimjams. . . . My Gawd, look at pore Latimer!” Their patient had wrestled off his bed out Into the grass. They rdshed to lift him back and make him com- fortable. He appeared to be burning up with fever and alarmingly bright. eyed, but he was consclods and asked for water. Jim hurried to fetch some, “How 1 rolled out there I don't know,” sald Latimer, after he had drunk thirstily, *Reckon you was delirious, 8 row,” replied Smoky. : "No, sir. | was scared.” “Scared! You! 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