A Texas Ranger by William MacLeod Raine
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"My God!" cried the other, startled for once out of his calm. The officer nodded. "You're on the trail right enough. I wish we were both wrong, but we ain't." "But surely she would have known he wasn't her brother, surely--" The ranger shook his head. "She hadn't seen the black sheep since she was a kid of about seven. How would she know what he looked like? And Struve was primed with all the facts he had heard Kinney blat out time and again. She wasn't suspecting any imposition and he worked her to a fare-you-well." Larry Neill set his teeth on a wave of icy despair. "And she's in that devil's power. She would be as safe in a den of rattlers. To think that I had my foot on his neck this mo'ning and didn't break it." "She's safe so long as she is necessary to him. She's in deadly peril as soon as he finds her one witness too many. If he walks into my boys' trap at the Arivaca cut-off, all right. If not, God help her! I've shut the door to Mexico and safety in his face. He'll strike back for the Mal Pais country. It's his one chance, and he'll want to travel light and fast." "If he starts back Tom Long's party may get him." "That's one more chance for her, but it's a slim one. He'll cut |
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