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The Border Legion by Zane Grey
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whisper in the dark for hours. I've watched an' heard them. An' I'd
told you before, but I wanted to make sure who he was. ... I know
him now! ... An' remember I seen him climb in an' out--"

Kells's whole frame leaped. His gun was a flash of blue and red and
white all together. Pearce swayed upright, like a tree chopped at
the roots, and then fell, face up, eyes set--dead. The bandit leader
stood over him with the smoking gun.

"My Gawd, Jack!" gasped Handy Oliver. "You swore no one would pull a
gun--an' here you've killed him yourself! ... YOU'VE DOUBLE-CROSSED
YOURSELF! An' if I die for it I've got to tell you Red wasn't lyin'
then!"

Kells's radiance fled, leaving him ghastly. He stared at Oliver.

"You've double-crossed yourself an' your pards," went on Oliver,
pathetically. "What's your word amount to? Do you expect the gang to
stand for this? ... There lays Red Pearce dead. An' for what? Jest
once--relyin' on your oath--he speaks out what might have showed
you. An' you kill him! ... If I knowed what he knowed I'd tell you
now with thet gun in your hand! But I don't know. Only I know he
wasn't lyin'. ... Ask the girl! ... An' as for me, I reckon I'm
through with you an' your Legion. You're done, Kells--your head's
gone--you've broke over thet slip of a woman!"

Oliver spoke with a rude and impressive dignity. When he ended he
strode out into the sunlight.

Kells was shaken by this forceful speech, yet he was not in any
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