"Well, I'm tired o' chewin' erbout ther virtue o' killin' a man one way
or another, an' I'm goin' ter foller orders. If you don't want ter jine
in I reckon as how I'll have ter tell ther boss that yer flunked."
There was no response to this, and a few moments elapsed in which Ted
listened hopefully for his champion's voice.
Suddenly something dropped in the fireplace, and Ted, straining his eyes
in that direction, saw a tiny pair of tan riding boots come into view,
followed by a tan skirt, and Stella dropped noiselessly into the room.
She held up a warning finger as she saw Ted in the corner.
"Sh, sh!" she whispered, as she felt for his bonds and cut them.
Ted was on his feet on the instant, and Stella pressed a revolver into
his hand.
"I didn't go back to the ranch house, but followed you here. I saw the
red car go out, and hid. Then I sneaked along until I heard those
fellows quarreling. I was on the top of the bluff here, and guessed that
you were inside the cabin, as I couldn't see you anywhere outside, so I
just dropped in.
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