Therewasnomethod，nochannelwornthroughinanythingthatcouldbecalledaline。Whateverprimevaltorrenthadhoneycombedtheledgehadleftitsobeforeeveritswatershadformedastraightpassagethrough。HowEddieknewthewayhecouldonlyconjecture，rememberinghowhehimselfhadriddendevioustrailsdownontheTomahawkrangewhenhewasaboy。Itratherhurthispridetorealizethatneverhadheseenanythingapproachingthismadman’strail。
　　Withoutwarningtheyplungedintodarknessagain。DarknesssoblackthatBudknewtheyhadenteredanotherofthosemysterious，subterraneanpassageswhichhadcreatedsuchnamesasaboundedinthecountry：the"Sinks"，"LittleLost"，andSunkRiveritselfwhichdisappearedmysteriously。
　　Hewasbeginningtowonderwithagrimkindofhumorifhehimselfwasnotabouttofollowtheexampleoftheriversanddisappear，whenthesoftpaddingoftheirfootfallsblurredunderthewhistlingofwind。Fineparticlesofsandstunghim，ablastfullagainsthimhaltedhimforasecond。Buttheropepulledsteadilyandhewenton，half—draggedintostarlightagain。
　　Theywereinacanyon；deep，sombreinitsnightshadows，itswidthmadeknowntohimbythestripofstarlightoverhead。
　　Directlybeforethem，notmorethanahundredyards，alightshonethroughawindow。
　　Theropeslackenedinhishands，andEddieslippedbacktohimshiveringalittleasBuddiscoveredwhenhelaidahandonhisarm。
　　"IguessIbettertieyuh——butitwon’tbesoyuhcan’tshoot。
　　Geton，andletmetieyourfeetintothestirrups。I——I
　　guessmaybewecangetpast，allright——I’lltry——Iwanttogoandtakethatjobyousaidyou’dgiveme！"
　　"What’sthematter，son？IsthatwheretheCatrockershangout？"Budswungintothesaddle。"Itrustyou，kid。You’reherbrother。"
　　"I——IwanttolivelikeSiswantsmeto。ButI’vegottotieyuh，Mr。Birnie，andthatlooks——Butthey’dk——youdon’tknowhowtheykilltraitors。Isawone——"HeleanedagainstBud’sleg，onehandreachinguptothesaddlehornandgrippingitinapassingfrenzy。"Ifyousayso，"hewhisperedrapidly，"we’llsneakupandshoot’emthroughthewindowbeforetheygetachance——"
　　BudreachedouthishandandpattedEddieontheshoulder。"
　　Thatjobofyoursdon’tcallforanykillingwecanavoid，"
　　hesaid。"Goaheadandtieme。Nouseofwastingleadontwomenwhenonewilldo。It’sallright。Itrustyou，pardner。"
　　Eddie’sshouldersstiffened。Hestoodup，lookedtowardthelightandgrippedBud’shand。"Ithoughtthey’dbeasleep——
　　whatwashome，"hesaid。"Wegottoridepastthecabintogetoutthroughanotherwater—wash。Butyoutakeyourcoatandtieyourhorse’sfeet，andI’lltiemine。I——can’ttieyou，Mr。Birnie。We’llchanceittogether。"
　　Buddidnotsayanythingatall，forwhichEddieseemedgrateful。Theymuffledeighthoofs，rodeacrossthecanyon’sbottomandpassedthecabinsocloselythatthelightofasmokylanternonatablewasplainlyvisibletoBud，aswastheshaggyprofileofamanwhosatwithhisarmsfolded，gloweringoverapipe。Heheardnothing。BudhaltedSunfishandlookedagaintomakesure，whileEddiebeckonedfrantically。Theywentonundisturbed——theCatrockerskeptnodogs。
　　Theypassedacoupleofcorrals，rodeoverspringysodwhereBuddimlydiscernedhaystubble。Eddieletdownasetofbars，replacedthemcarefully，andtheycrossedanothermeadow。ItstruckBudthattheCatrockerswerefairlywellentrenchedintheircanyon，withplentyofhorsefeedatleast。
　　Theyfollowedatwistingtrailalongthecanyon’swall，rodeintoanotherpitofdarkness，cameoutintoasandystretchthatseemedhazilyfamiliartoBud。Theycrossedthis，doveintothebushesfollowingadimtrail，andintenminutesEddie’shorsebackedsuddenlyagainstSunfish’snose。Budstoodinhisstirrups，reinsheldfirmlyinhislefthand，andinhisrighthissix—shooterwiththehammerlifted，readytosnapdown。
　　AtallfiguresteppedawayfromthepeakedrocksandpausedatBud’sside。
　　"IbeenwaitingforMarian，"hesaidbluntly。"Youknowanythingabouther？"
　　"Sheturnedbacklastnightaftershehadshownmetheway。"
　　Bud’sthroatwentdry。"Didtheymissher？"Heleanedaggressively。
　　"Nottillbreakfasttime，theydidn’t。Iwaswaitinghere，mostallnight——exceptrightafteryoufolksleft。Shewasn’tmissed，andIneverflaggedher——andsheain’tshowedupyet！"
　　Budsattherestunned，tryingtothinkwhatmighthavehappened。Thosedarkpassagesthroughthemountains——theledge——"Ed，youknowthattrailshetookmeover？Shewascomingbackthatway。Shecouldgetlost——"
　　"Noshecouldn’t——notSis。Ifherhorsedidn’tactthefool——
　　whathorsewasitsherode？"EdturnedtoJerryasifhewouldknow。
　　"Boise，"Budspokequickly，asthoughsecondswereprecious。
　　"Shesaidheknewtheway。"
　　"Hesureoughtto，"Eddierepliedemphatically。"BoisebelongstoSis，byrights。ThemaregotkilledandDadgavehimtoSiswhenhewasasuckin’colt，andSisraisedhimoncow’smilkandbrokehimherself。Sherodehimallover。LewtookandsoldhimtoDave，andgambledthemoney，andSisneversignednobillofsale。Theycouldn’tmakeher。Sishasgotspunk，onceyoustirherup。She’lltackleanything。
　　She’salwaysclaimedBoiseishers。BoiseknowstheGaplikeabook。Siscouldn’tgetoffthetrailifsherodehim。"
　　"Somethinghappened，then，"Budmutteredstubbornly。"Fourmencamethroughbehindus，andwewaitedoutinthedarktoletthempass。Thenshesentmedowntothecreek—bottom，andsheturnedback。Iftheygother——"HeturnedSunfishinthenarrowbrushtrail。"She’shurt，ortheygother——I’mgoingback！"hesaidgrimly。
　　"Hell！youcan’tdoanygoodalone，"Eddieprotested，comingafterhim。"We’llgolookforher，Mr。Birnie，butwe’vegottohavesomethingsowecansee。If。Jerrycoulddigupacoupleoflanterns——"
　　"Youwait。I’mcomingalong，"Jerrycalledguardedly。"I’llbringlanterns。"
　　ToBudthattimeofwaitingwastorment。Hehadfaceddangerandtragedysincehecouldtoddle，andfearhadneveroverriddenthetitillatingsenseofadventure。Butthenthedangerhadbeenforhimself。Nowterrorconjuredpictureswhosehorrorsethimtrembling。Twenty—fourhoursandmorehadpassedsincehehadkissedMarian’shandandlethergo——
　　towhat？TheinkyblacknessofthosetunnelledcavernsintheGapconfrontedhismindlikeanightmare。Hecouldnotspeakofit——hedarednotthinkofit，andyethemust。
　　Jerrycameonhorseback，withthreeunlightedlanternsheldinaclusterbytheirwirehandles。EddieimmediatelyurgedhishorseintothebrushyedgeofthetrailsothathemightpassBudandtakethelead。"Yousuremadequicktime，"heremarkedapprovinglytoJerry。
　　"IraidedDave’scacheofwhiskeyorI’dhavebeenherequicker，"Jerryexplained。"Wemightneedsome。"
　　Budgrittedhisteeth。"Ride，whydon’tyuh？"heurgedEddieharshly。"Whatthehellailsthathorseofyours？Yougothimhobbled？"
　　Eddieglancedbackoverhisbobbingshoulderashishorsetrottedalongtheblindtrailthroughthebrush。"Thishereain’tnoracetrack，"heexpostulated。"We’llmakeitquickerwithoutnobrokenlegs。"
　　TherewasjusticeinhisprotestandBudsaidnothing。ButSunfish’sheadbumpedthetailofEddie’shorsemanytimesduringthatride。OnceintheGap，withalightedlanterninhisreinhandandhissix—shooterintheother——becauseitwasticklishriding，intherewithlightsrevealingthemtoanyonewhomightbecomingthrough——hewascontenttogoslowly，peeringthiswayandthatasherode。
　　OnceEddiehaltedandturnedtospeaktothem。"IknowBoisewouldn’tleavethetrail。IfSishadtoduckoffandhidefromsomebody，he’dcomebacktothetrail。Loose，he’ddothat。SisandIusedtoexplorearoundinherejustforfun，andkeptitforoursecrettillLewfoundout。ShealwaysrodeBoise。I’mdeadsurehe’dbringheroutallright。"
　　"Shehasn’tcomeout——yet。Goon，"saidBud，andEddierodeforwardobediently。
　　ThreehoursittookthemtosearchthevariouspassageswhereEddiethoughtitpossiblethatMarianhadturnedaside。Budsawthatthetrailthroughwassafeasanysuchtrailcouldbe，andhewonderedatthenerveandinitiativeofthegirlandtheboywhohadexploredtheplaceandfoundwherecertainqueertwistsandturnswouldlead。AfterwardshelearnedthatMarianwastwelveandEddietenwhenfirsttheyhadhiddentherefromIndians，andtheyhadbeenfiveyearsinfindingwhereeverypassageled。Also，indaytimetheplacewasnotsofearsome，sincesunlightslanteddownintomanyapassagewaythroughtheblow—holeshighabove。
　　"Sheain’there。Iknewshewasn’t，"EddieannouncedwhenthefinaltunnelletthemintothegrayinglightofdawnbeyondthePeak。
　　"Inthatcase——"BudglancedfromhimtoJerry，whowasblowingouthislantern。
　　Jerryletdowntheglobecarefully，atthesametimeglancingsoberlyatBud。"ThekidknowsbetterthanwedowhatwouldhappenifLewmetupwithherandBoise。"
　　Eddieshookhisheadmiserably，hiseyesfixedhelpesslyuponBud。"Lewnever，Mr。Birnie。Iwaswithhimeveryminutefromdarktill——tillthecashier，shothim。WecomeupthewayItookyouthroughthecanyon。LewneverknewshewasgoneanymorethanIdid。"
　　Jerrybithislip。"Kid，whatifthegangrunacrosther，KNOWINGLewwasdead？"hegrated。"AndheronBoise？Theword’soutthatBudstoleBoise。Daveandtheboysrodeouttoroundhimup——andtheyain’tdoneit，sothey’restillriding——we’llhope。Kid，youknowdamnwellyourgangwoulddouble—crossDaveinaminute，nowLew’skilled。Iftheygotholdofthehorse，doyuhthinkthey’dturnhimovertoDave？"
　　"No，youbetyourlifetheywouldn’t！"Eddieretorted。
　　"AndwhataboutHER？"Budcutinwithominouscalm。"She’syoursister，kid。WouldyoubeworriedifyouknewtheyhadHERandthehorse？"
　　Eddiegulpedandlookedaway。"Theywouldn’thurtherunlesstheyknew’tLewwasdead，"hesaid。"AndthemthatwenttoCraterwaskilledorjailed，so——"Hehesitated。"ItlookedtomelikeAnsewassettingupwaitingforthebunchtogetbackfromCrater。He——he’salwaysjumpywhentheygooffandstay，andit’dbejustlikehimtosetthereandwaittilldaylight。Itlookstome，Mr。Birnie，likehimand——andtherestdon’tknowyetthattheCraterjobwasafizzle。Theywouldn’tthinkofsuchathingastakingSis，orBoiseeither，unlesstheyknewLewwasdead。"
　　"Areyousureofthat？"Budhadhiminagripthatwidenedtheboy’seyeswithsomethingapproachingfear。
　　"Yessir，Mr。Birnie，I’msure。Whatdidn’tgotoCraterstayedincamp——orwasgoneonsomeothertrip。No，I’msure！"HejerkedawaywithsuddenindignationatBud’sdisbelief。"Say！DoyouthinkI’mbadenoughtoletmysistergetintotroublewiththeCatrockers？Iknowtheynevergother。More’nlikelyit’sDave。"
　　"DavewentupBurrobackValley，"Jerrystatedflatly。"Himandtheboyswasn’tonthissidetheridge。TheyhaditsizedupthatBudmightgofromCraterstraightacrossintoBlackRim，andtheyrodeuptocatchhimashecomesbackacross。"
　　Jerrygrinnedalittle。TheywantedthatmoneyyoupeeledoffthecrowdSunday，Bud。TheywaswillingyoushouldgettoCraterandcashthemchecksbeforetheyoverhauledyuhandstrungyuhup。"
　　"Youdon’tsupposethey’dhurtMarianiftheyfoundherwiththehorse？ShemighthavefollowedalongtoCrater——"
　　"Shenever，"Eddiecontradicted。AndJerrydeclaredinthesamebreath，"She’dbetoomuchafraidofLew。No，iftheyfoundherwiththehorsethey’dtakehimawayfromherandsendherbackonanotheronetodothekitchenwork，"heconjecturedwithsomecontempt。"IftheyfoundYOUwithoutthehorse——well——menhavebeenhungonsuspicion，Bud。
　　Money’ssomethingeverybodywants，andthereain’tamaninthevalleybutwhathasfiguredyourwinningsdowntothelasttwo—bitpiece。It’sjustarunnin’matchnowtoseewhatbunchgetstoyuhfirst。"
　　"Oh，themoney！I’dgivethewholeofittoanyonethatwouldtellmeMarian’ssafe，"Budcriedunguardedlyinhismisery。
　　WhereatJerryandEdlookedateachotherqueerly。
　　CHAPTERTWENTY："PICKYOURFOOTING！"
　　Thethreesatirresolutelyontheirhorsesatthetunnel’sendoftheGap，staringoutoverthevalleyoftheRedwaterandatthemountainsbeyond。Bud’sfacewashaggardandthelinesofhismouthwerehard。ItwassovastacountryinwhichtolookforonelittlewomanwhohadnotgonebacktoseeJerry’ssignal！
　　"I’llbetyuhSisclearedout，"Eddieblurted，lookingatBudeagerly，asifhehadbeensearchingforsomecomfortingword。"Sishasgotlotsofsand。Sheusedtocallmea’fraidcatallthetimewhenIdidn’twanttogowhereshedid。I’llbetshejusttookBoiseandrunoffwithhim。Shewould，ifshemadeuphermind——andIguessshe’dhadaboutasmuchasshecouldstand，cookin’atLittleLost——"
　　BudliftedhisheadandlookedatEddielikeamannewlyawakened。"Igavehermoneytotakehomeforme，tomymother，downLaramieway。Ibeggedhertogoifshewasliabletobeintroubleoverleavingtheranch。Butshesaidshewouldn’tgo——notunlessshewasmissed。SheknewI’dcomebacktotheranch。Ijustpiledherhandsfullofbillsinthedarkandtoldhertousethemifshehadto——"
　　"Shemighthavedoneit，"Jerryhazardedhopefully。"Maybeshedidsneakinsomeotherwayandgetherthings。She’dhavetotakesomeclothesalong。Womenfolksalwayshavetopack。Bygosh，shecouldhideBoiseoutsomewhereand——"
　　Forayoungmanindangerofbeinglynchedbyhisbossforhorsestealingandwaylaidandrobbedbyagangnotoriousinthecountry，Bud’sappetiteforriskseemedinsatiablethatmorning。Forheaddedtheextremepossibilityofbreakinghisneckbyrecklessridinginthenexthour。
　　HeswungSunfishaboutandjabbedhimwiththespurs，duckingintothegloomoftheGapasifthetwowhorodebehindwereassassinsonhistrail。Oncehespoke，andthatwastoSunfish。Histonewassavage。
　　"Damnyourlazyhide，you’vebeenthroughheretwiceandyou’vegotdaylighttohelp——nowpickupyourfeetandtravel！"
　　Sunfishtravelled；andthepacehesetsentevenJerrygaspingnowandthenwhenhecametotheworstplaces，withthesoundofgallopinghoofsinthedistancebeforehim，andEddiecomingalongbehindandliftinghisvoicewarninglynowandthen。EventheCatrockershadheldtheGapinrespect，andhadriddenitsdevioustrailcautiously。ButcautionwasameaninglesswordtoBudjustthenwhileasmallflameofhopeburnedsteadilybeforehim。
　　Thelastturn，whereonthefirsttripSunfishlostBoiseandbalkedforaminute，hemadesofastthatSunfishleftapatchofyellowishhaironapointedrockandcameintotheopensnortingfireofwrath。Hewentovertheroughgroundlikeabouncingantelope，simplybecausehewastoomadtocarehowmanylegshebroke。Atthepeakofrocksheshowedaninclinationtostop，andBud，whohadbeenthinkingandplanningwhilehehoped，pulledhimtoastandandwaitedfortheotherstocomeup。Theycouldnotgonearerthecorralswithoutincurringthedangerofbeingoverheard，andthatmustnothappen。
　　"Youdamnfool，"grittedJerrywhenhecameupwithBud。"IfI’dknowedyouwantedtocommitsuicideI’dacavedyourheadinwitharockandsavedmyselfthecraziestrideIevertookinm’life！"
　　"Oh，shutup！"Budsnappedimpatiently。"We’rehere，aren’twe？Nowlistentome，boys。Youcatchupmyhorses——Jerry，areyoucomingalongwithme？Youmayaswell。I’madeputysheriff，andifanybodystopsyouforwhateveryou’vedone，I’llshowawarrantforyourarrest。Andbythunder，"hedeclaredwithafaintgrin，"I’llserveitifIhavetotokeepyouwithme。Idon’tknowwhatyou’vedone，andIdon’tcare。Iwantyou。Socatchupmyhorses——andJerry，youcanpackmywar—bagandrollyourbedandmine，ifI’mtoobusywhileI’mhere。"
　　"You’reliabletobebusy，allright，"Jerryinterpolatedgrimly。
　　"Well，theywon’tbotheryou。Ed，youbettergetthehorses。
　　TakeSunfish，here，andgrazehimsomewhereoutasight。We’llkeepgoing，andwemighthavetostartsuddenly。"
　　"HowaboutSis？Ithought——"
　　"I’mgoingtoturnLittleLostupsidedowntofindher，ifshe’shere。Ifsheisn’t，I’mkindahopingshewentdowntomother。Shesaidtherewasnootherplacewhereshecouldgo。
　　Andshe’dfeelthatshehadtodeliverthemoney，perhaps——
　　becauseImusthavegivenheracoupleofthousanddollars。
　　Itwasquitearoll，mostlyinfiftiesandhundreds，andI’mshortthatmuch。I’mjustgamblingthatthesizeofmadeherfeelshemustgo。"
　　"That’dbeSisallover，Mr。Birnie。"Eddieglancedaroundhimuneasily。Thesunwasshininglevelinhiseyes，andsunlighttoEddiehadlongmeantdanger。"Iguesswebetterhurry，then。I’llgetthehorsesdownoutasight，andcomebackhereafootandwait。"
　　"Dothat，kid，"saidBud，slippingwearilyoffSunfish。HegavethereinsintoEddie’shand，motionedJerrywithhisheadtofollow，andhurrieddownthewindingpathtothecorrals。Thecoolbrillianceofthemorning，thecheerfulwarblingoflittle，wildcanariesinthebushesashepassed，foroncefailedtothrillhimwithjoyoflife。Hewaswonderingwhethertogostraighttothehouseandsearchitifnecessarytomakesurethatshehadnotbeenthere，orwhetherIndiancunningwouldservehimbest。Hiswholebeingachedfordirectaction；hishearttrembledwithfearlestheshouldjeopardizeMarian’ssafetybyhisimpetuoushastetohelpher。
　　Pop，comingfromthestablejustasBudwascrossingthecorral，settledthequestionforhim。Poppeeredathimsharply，putahandtothesmallofhisbackandcamesteppingbrisklytowardhim，hisjawworkinglikeasheepeatinghay。
　　"Afoot，airye？"heexclaimedcuriously。"What—ferideayuhgotinyoreheadnow，youngfeller？Comin’backhereafootwhenyeridtwofasthorses？Needn’tbeafraidofolePop——
　　notunlessyuhlieto’imandtrytogitsomethin’furnothin’。MadeoffwithLew’swife，too，didn’tye？Oh，thereain’tmuchgitspastolePop，evenifheain’tthemanheusedtobe。Iseenyuhlookin’atherwhenyuhoughtabeeneatin’。Iseenyuh！An’herwatchin’youwhenshethoughtnobuddy’dketchheratit！Sho！Shucksa’mighty！Youbeenplayin’hellallaround，now，ain’tye？Needn’tlie——Iknowwhatmyowneyestellsme！"
　　"Youknowalot，then，thatIwishIknew。I’vebeeninCraterallthetime，Pop。DidyouknowLewwasmixedupinabankrobberyyesterday，andthecashierofthebankshothim？Therestofthegangisdeadorinjail。Thesheriffdidsomegoodworkthereforafewminutes。"
　　PoppinchedinhislipsandstaredatBudunwinkinglyforaminute。"Don’tlietome，"hewarnedpetulantly。"WenttoCrater，didye？Cashedthemchecks，Iexpect。"
　　Budpulledhismouthintoaruefulgrin。"Yes，Pop，Icashedthechecks，allright——andhere’swhat’sleftofthemoney。
　　Iguess，"hewentonwhilehepulledoutasmallrollofbillsandlickedhisfingerpreparatorytocountingthem，"I
　　mightbetterhavestucktorunningmyhorses。Poker’ssureafright。Thewayitcaneatintoaman’spocket——"
　　"Wentandlostallthatmoneyonpoker，didye？"Pop’svoicewasshrill。"Aftermetellin’yuhhowtogitit——andshowin’
　　yuhhowyuhcouldbeatBoise——"theoldman’sragechokedhim。HethrusthisfaceclosetoBud’sandglaredvenomously。
　　"Yes，andjusttoshowyouIappreciateit，I’mgoingtogiveyouwhat’sleftafterI’vecountedoffenoughtoseemethroughtoSpokane。Ifeelsick，Pop。Iwantchangeofair。
　　AndasforridingtwofasthorsestoCrater——"hepausedwhilehecountedslowly，Poplickinghislipsavidlyashewatched，——"whyIdon’tknowwhatyoumean。Ionlyrideonehorseatatime，Pop，whenI’msober。AndIwassobertillI
　　hitCrater。"
　　HestoppedcountingwhenhereachedfiftydollarsandgavetheresttoPop，whothumbedthebanknotesinafrenzyofgreeduntilhesawthathehadtwohundreddollarsinhispossession。Thegleewhichhetriedtohide，thecraftysuspicionthatthiswasnotallofitthereturningconvictionthatBudwasactuallyalmostpenniless，andthecunningassumptionofsenility，waspicturedonhisface。
　　Pop’spoor，miserlysoulwasforaminuteshamelesslyrevealed。Distraughtthoughhewas，Budstaredandshudderedalittleatthespectacle。
　　Ialwayssaid’tyou’reagood，honest，well—meaningboy，"
　　Popcackled，slylyputtingthemoneyoutofsightwhilehepattedBudontheshoulder。"DavehethoughtmebbyyoutookandstoleBoise——andifIwasyou，Bud，I’dgittoSpokanequickasIcouldandnotletDaveketchye。Dave’soutnowlookin’forye。Ifhesuspicionedyou’dhavethegalltocomerightbacktoLittleLost，Iexpectmebbyhe’dstringyuhup，youngfeller。Dave’sgotanastytemper——hehasso！"
　　"There’ssomethingelse，Pop，thatIdon’tlikeverywelltobeaccusedof。YousayMrs。Morrisisgone。Idon’tknowathingaboutthat，oraboutthehorsebeinggone。I’vebeeninCrater。I’djustgotmymoneyoutofthebankwhenitwasheldup，andLewwasshot。"
　　Popteeteredandgummedhistobaccoandgrinnedfoxily。"Shucks！
　　Idon’tcarenothin’aboutLew’swifegoin’，nerIdon’tcarenothin’muchaboutthehorse。Theyain’tnofunraluhmine，Bud。
　　Davean’Lew，let’emlookaftertheirownbelongin’s。"
　　"They’llhaveto，farasI’mconcerned，"saidBud。"WhatwouldI
　　wantofahorseIcanbeatanytimeIwanttorunmine？DavemustthinkI’mscaredtoridefast，sinceSunday！AndPop，I’vegottroublesenoughwithouthavingawomanonmyhands。AreyousureMarian’sgone？"
　　"SURE？"Popsnorted。"Honey，she’shadtodothecookin’formean’Jerry——andifIain’tsure——"
　　Buddidnotwaittohearhimout。TherewasHoney，whomhewouldverymuchliketoavoidmeeting；sothesoonerhemadecertainofMarian’sdeliberateflightthebetter，sinceHoneywasnotanearlyriser。Hewenttothehouseandenteredbywayofthekitchen，feelingperfectlysureallthewhilethatPopwaswatchinghim。ThedisordertherewassufficientlyconvincingthatMarianwasgone，sohetip—toedacrosstheroomtoadoorthroughwhichhehadneverseenanyonepasssaveLewandMarian。
　　Itwasherbedroom，meagrelyfurnished，butinperfectorder。
　　Onthegoods—boxdresserwithawavy—glassedmirroraboveit，herhairbrush，combandafewcheaptoiletnecessitieslay，withthecombacrossanailfileasifshehadputitdownhurriedlybeforegoingouttoservesuppertothemen。
　　Marian，then，hadnotstolenhometopackthingsforthejourney，asJerryhaddeclaredawomanwoulddo。Budsentalingeringglancearoundtheroomandclosedthedoor。Hopewasstillwithhim，butitwasdarkenednowwithdoubts。
　　Inthekitchenagainhehesitated，wantinghisguitarandmandolinandyetawareofthefoolishnessofburdeninghimselfwiththemnow。Foodwasadifferentmatter，however。
　　Daveowedhimformorethanthreeweeksofhardworkinthehayfield，soBudcollectedfromthepantryasmuchashecouldcarry，andleftthehouselikeaburglar。
　　Popwasfiddlingwiththemowerthatstoodinfrontofthemachineshed，plainlywaitingforwhatevernighttranspire。
　　Andsincethebunk—housedoorwasinplainviewandnotsofarawayasBudwishedit，hewentboldlyovertotheoldman，carryinghisplunderonhisshoulder。
　　"Daveowesmeforwork，Pop，soItookwhatgrubIneeded，"
　　heexplainedwithelaboratecandor。"I’llshowyouwhatI’vegot，soyou’llknowI’mnottakinganythingthatI’venorightto。"Hesetdownthesack，openeditandlookedupintowhatappearedtobethelargest—muzzledsix—shooterhehadeverseeninhislife。Sheerastonishmentheldhimtheregaping，halfstoopedoverthesack。
　　"Noyedon’t，youngfeller！"Popsnarledvindictively。"YuhthinkI’dletahorsethiefgitoff’nthisranchwhilstI’mabletopullatrigger？Youforknerthatmoneyyougotonye，firstthingyuhdo！it’sminebyrights——ItoldyuhI’dhelpyetowinmoneyoff’nthevalleycrowd，andIdoneit。
　　An’whatdoesyoudo？NeverpayamiteofattentiontomeafterI’dgiveyealltheinsideworkin’softhegame——neveroffertogivememyshare——no，byChristmas，yougostealahorseofmyson’sandhidehimoutsomewheres，andgolosemightynearallIhelpedyuhwin，playin’poker！ThinkI’mgoin’tostandforthat？Thinktwohundreddollarsisgoin’
　　toeventhingsupwhenIhelpedyetowinafortune？Handoverthatfiftyyougotonyuh！
　　Verymeekly，hisfaceblank，Budreachedintohispocketandgotthemoney。Withoutawordhepulledtwoorthreedollarsinsilverfromhistrouserspocketsandaddedthattothelot。"Nowwhat？"hewantedtoknow。
　　"NowYou’llwaittillDavegitsheretohangyuhferhorse—
　　stealing！"shrilledPop。"Jerry！Oh，Jerry！Wherebeyuh？I
　　got’im，byChristmas——Igotthehorsethief——caughthimcarryingoodgrubrightoutathehouse！"
　　"Lookout，Jerry！"calledBud，glancingquicklytowardthebunk—house。
　　Now，Pophadwithoutdoubtbeenamandifficulttotrickinhisyouth，buthewasold，andhewasexcited，tickledoverhiseasytriumph。HeturnedtoseewhatwaswrongwithJerry。
　　"Lookout，Pop，youoldfool，You’llbustabloodvesselifyoudon’tquietdown，"Budcensuredmockingly，wrestingthegunfromtheclawing，strugglingoldmaninhisarms。HewassurprisedatthestrengthandagilityofPop，andthoughhewasforcinghimbackwardstepbystepintothemachineshed，andknewthathewasmasterofthesituation，hehadhishandsfull。
　　"WildcatsisnothingtoPopwhenhegetsriled，"Jerrygrinned，comingupontherun。Ikindaexpectedsomethinglikethis。Whatyuhwantdonewithhim，Bud？"
　　"Gaghimsohecan’thollerhisheadoff，andthentakehimalong——whenI’vegotmymoneyback，Budpanted。"Pop，you’reaboutasappreciativeasabuckInjun。"
　　"Goingtobehardtopackhimsohe’llride，"JerryobservedquizzicallywhenPop，boundandgagged，layglaringatthembehindthebunk—house。"Hedon’tquitebalanceyourtwogrips，Bud。Andwedoneedhatgrub。"
　　"Youbringthegrub——I’lltakePop——"Budstoppedintheactofliftingtheoldmanandlistened。Honey’svoicewascallingPop，withembellishmentssuchBudwouldneverhavebelievedapartofHoney’svocabulary。Fromherspeech，shewascomingafterhim，andPop’sjawsworkedfranticallybehindBud’shandkerchief。
　　Jerrytiltedhisheadtowardtheluggagehehadmadeasecondtripfor，pickedupPop，clampedhishandoverthemouththatwastryingtobetraythem，andslippedawaythroughthebrushglancingonceoverhisshouldertomakesurethatBudwasfollowinghim。
　　Theyreachedthesafescreenofbranchesandstoppedthereforaminute，listeningtoHoney’svituperationsandherthreatsofwhatshewoulddotoPopifhedidnotcomeupandstartafire。
　　Shestopped，andhoofbeatssoundedfromthemainroad。Daveandhismenwerecoming。
　　InhisheartBudthankedLittleLostforthathiddenpaththroughthebushes。HeheardDaveaskingHoneywhatwasthematterwithher，heardtheunwomanlyreplyofthegirl，heardhercursePopforhisneglectofthekitchenstoveatthathourofthemorning。Heard，too，herquestioningofDave。HadtheyfoundBud，orMarian？
　　"Ifyougot’emtogether，anddidn’tstring’embothuptothenearesttree——"
　　Budbithislipandwenton，hisfaceaflamewithrageatthebrutishnessofagirlhehadhalfrespected。"Honey！"hewhisperedcontemptuously。"Whatanameforthatlittlebeast！"
　　AttherocksEddiewaswaitingwithStopper，uponwhomtheyhurriedlypackedthebedsandBud’sluggage。Theyspokeinwhisperswhentheyspokeatall，andtoinsurethehorse’sremainingquietEddiehadtiedacottonropesnuglyarounditsmuzzle。
　　"I’lltakePop，"Budwhispered，butJerryshookhisheadandoncemoreshoulderedtheoldfellowashewouldcarryabagofgrain。Sotheyslippedbackdownthetrail，tookaturnwhichBuddidnotknow，andpresentlyBudfoundthatJerrywaskeepingstraighton。BudmadeanIndiansignonthechancethatJerrywouldunderstandit，andwithhisfreehandJerryreplied。HewastakingPopsomewhere。Theyweretowaitforhimwhentheyhadreachedthehorses。Sotheyseparatedforaspace。
　　"Thisissureagreatcountryforhideouts，Mr。Birnie，"
　　EddieventuredwhentheyhadputhalfamilebetweenthemselvesandLittleLost，andhadcomeuponSmoky，SunfishandEddie’shorsefeedingquietlyinatiny，spring—wateredbasinhalfsurroundedwithrocks。"Ifyouknowthecountryyoucankeepdodgin’sheriffsallyourlife——ifyoujusthavegrubenoughtolast。"
　　"Lookstomeasiftherearen’tmanywastedopportunitieshere，"Budansweredwithsomeirony。"Isthereanhonestmaninthewholecountry，Ed？I’djustliketoknow。"
　　Eddiehesitated，hiseyesanxiouslytryingtoreadBud’smeaningandhismood。"NotrightaroundtheSinks，Iguess，"
　　herepliedtruthfully。"UpatCratertherearesome，andovertoJumpoff。ButIguessthisvalleywouldbecalledprettytough，allright。It’ssofullofcavesandqueerplacesitkindaattractstheonesthatwanttohideout。"Thenhegrinned。"It’sluckyforyouit’slikethat，Mr。Birnie，orIdon’tseehowyou’dgetaway。NowIcanshowyouhowtogetclearawayfromherewithoutgettingcaught。ButIguessweoughttohavebreakfastfirst。I’mprettyhungry。Ain’tyou？
　　Icanbuildafireagainstthatcrackintheledgeoverthere，andthesmokewillgoawaybackunderneathsoitwon’tshow。There’sablow—holesomewherethatdrawssmokelikeachimney。"
　　Jerrycameafteralittle，sniffingbacon。Hethrewhimselfdownbesidethefireanddrewalongbreath。"Thatoldskunk’sheavierthanwhatyoumightthink，"heobservedwhimsically。"Ipackedhimdownintooneofthemsinkholesanduntiedhisfeetandlefthimtoscrambleoutbestwayhecan。It’lltakehimlonger’nittookme。Havingtheuseofyourhandshelpsquitealot。Andtheuseofyourmouthtocussalittle。Buthe’llmakeitinanhourortwo——I’mafraid。"HelookedatBud，ahalf—shamedtendernessinhiseyes。"ItsurewashardtoleavehimlikeIdid。Itwaslikewalkingonyourtoespastarattlercurledupasleepsomewhere，afraidyoumightspoilhisnap。OnlyPopwasn’tasleep。"HesatupandreachedhishandforacupofcoffeewhichEddiewasoffering。"Anyway，IhadthefunoftellingtheolddevilwhatIthoughtabouthim，"headded，andblewawaythesteamandtookanothersatisfyingnip。
　　"He’llputthemonourtrail，Isuppose，"saidBud，bitingintoaraggedpieceofbreadwithahalf—burnedsliceofhotbacononit。
　　"Whenhegetstotheranchhewill。HispoisonfangswassureloadedwhenIleft。Hesaidhewantedtocutyourheartoutforrobbinghim，andsoforth，adswearum。We’dbestnotleaveanytrail。"
　　"Weain’tgoingto，"Eddieassuredhimeagerly。"I’mgladbeingwiththeCatrockersisgoingtodosomegood，Mr。
　　Birnie。It’llhelpyougitaway，andthat’llhelpfindSis。I
　　guessshehitdownwhereyoulive，maybe。Howfarcanyourhorsetravelto—day——ifhehasto？"
　　BudlookedacrosstowhereSunfish，havingrolledinawetspotnearthespringandmuddiedhimselftohissatisfaction，wasgreedilyatworkuponapatchofgrass。"Ifhehasto，tillhedropsinhistracks。Andthatwon’tbeformanyamile，kid。He’sthoroughbred；athoroughbredneverknowswhentoquit。"
　　"Well，thereain’tanyspeedytrailaheadofustoday，"Eddievouchsafedcheeringly。"There’shalf—amilemaybewherewecangallop，andtherestisacaseofpickingyourfooting。"
　　"Let’sbeginpickingit，then，"saidBud，andgotup，reachingforhisbridle。
　　BydeviouswaysitwasthatEddieledthemoutofthatsinistercountrysurroundingtheSinks。InthebeginningBudandJerryexchangedglances，andlookedattheirguns，believingthatitwouldbethroughCatrockCanyontheywouldhavetoride。Eddie，ridingsoberlyinthelead，hadyetacertainyouthfulsenseofhisimportance。"They’llneverthinkoffollowingyuhthisway，unlessoldPopTrumangitsbackintimetotell’emI’mtravellingwithyuh，"heobservedoncewhentheyhadpenetratedbeyondtheneighborhoodofcavesandblow—holesandwereridingsafelydownacanyonthatofferedfewchancesoftheirbeingobservedsavefromthefront，whichdidnotconcernthem。
　　"Iguessyoudon’tknowoldPopisabouttheringeaderoftheCatrockers。Erhewas，tillhebegantogitkindachildishabouthoardingmoney，andthenDavesteppedin。AndMr。
　　Birnie，Iguessyou’dhavebeendeadwhenyoufirstcamethere，ifithadn’tbeenthatDaveandPopwantedtogiveyouachancetogetalotofmoneyoffofJeff’sbunch。Lewwastellinghowyoukeptcleaningup，andhesaidrightalongthattheywastakingtoomuchriskhavingyouaround。Lewsaidhebetyouwasadetective。Areyou，Mr。Birnie？"
　　Budwasridingwithhisshoulderssaggedforward，histhoughtswithMarian——wherevershewas。HehadbeenconvincedthatshewasnotatLittleLost，thatshehadstartedforLaramie。Butnowthathewasawayfromthatevilspothisdoubtsreturned。Whatifshewerestillintheneighborhood——
　　whatiftheyfoundher？MemoryofHoney’svindictivenessmadehimshiver，Honeywasthekindofwomanwhowouldkill。
　　"Iam，fromnowon，kid，"hesaiddespondently。"We’regoingtoridetillwefindyoursister。Andifthosehell—houndsgother——"
　　"Theydidn’t，fromthewayHoneytalked，"Jerrycomforted。
　　"We’llfindheratLaramie，don’tyoueverthinkwewon’t！"
　　CHAPTERTWENTY—ONE：TRAILSEND
　　Atthelastcamp，justnorthofthePlatte，Bud’stwoblacksheepbalked。Budhimself，wornbysleeplessnightsandlonghoursinthesaddle，turnedfuriouslywhenJerryannouncedthatheguessedheandEdwouldn’tgoanyfarther。
　　"Well，damnyoubothforungratefulhounds！"gratedBud，hurttothequick。"Ihopeyoudon’tthinkIbroughtyouthisfartohelpholdmeinthesaddle；Imadeitnorthalone，withoutanymishap。IthinkIcouldhavecomebackallright。Butifyouwanttoquithere，allright。Youcanhigh—tailitbacktoyouroutlaws——"
　　"Well，ifyougo’nputitthatway！"Jerryexpostulated，liftingbothhandshighintheairinavainattempttopullthesituationtowardthehumorous。"You’readepitysheriff，andyougotthedrop。"Hegrinned，sawthatBud’seyeswerestillhardandhismouthunyielding，andloweredhishands，lookingcrestfallenasakickedpupthathadtriedtobefriendly。
　　"Youcanseeforyourselfweain’tfittogo’nmeetyourmotherandyourfatherlikewewas——likewe’dwentstraight，"
　　Eddieputinexplanatorily。"You’vebeenraisedgood，and——
　　say，itmakesamanwanttoBEgoodtoseehowafellerdon’thavetobenopreachertoliveright。Butitdon’tseemsquaretoletyoutakeusrighthomewithyou，justbecauseyou’resodarnedkindyou’ddoitandneverthinkathingaboutit。Weain’tungrateful——IknowIain’t。But——but——"
　　"Thekid’ssaidit，Bud，"Jerrycametotherescue。"Wecomealongbecauseitwasaticklishtripyouhadahead。AndI’veknowedasgoodridersasyouare，thatcouldstandalittleholdinginthesaddlewhensomefreakhadtriedtoshoot’emoutofit。Butyou’reclosetohomenowandyoudon’tneedusnomore，andsoweain’tgoingtohorninontheprodigalcalf’smilkbucket。Marian，She’slikelythere——"
　　"IfSisain’twithyourfolkswe’llhuntherup，"Eddieinterruptedeagerly。"Sisisyourkind——she——she’sgoodenoughforyuh，Bud，andIhopeshe——ll——wellifshe’sgotanysenseshewill——well，ifitcomestothenarryingpoint，I——well，darnit，I’dliketoseeSisgitasgoodamanasyouare！"Eddie，havingblunteredthatfar，wentheadlongasifhewereafraidtostop。"Sisiseducated，andshe’sanawfulgoodsingerandafinegirl，onlyI’mherbrother。ButI’mgoingtolivehonestfromnowon，Bud，andIhopeyouwon’tholdoffonaccountofme。Iain’tgoingtohavesisfeellikecryingwhenshethinksaboutme！You——you——saidsomethingthathurtlikeaknife，Bud，whenyoutoldmethat，upinCrater。Andshewasn’ttoblameformarryn’Lew——andshedonethatoutagoodness，thekindyoushowedtoJerryandme。Andwedon’twanttogospoilin’everythingbylettingyourfolksseewhatyou’rebringin’homewithyuh！AnditmighthurtSiswithyourfolks，iftheyfoundoutthatI’m——"
　　Budhadbeenstandingbyhishorse，lookingfromonetotheother，listening，watchingtheirfaces，measuringthefulldepthoftheirmanhood。"Say！youremindmeofastorythefolkstellonme，"hesaid，hiseyesshining，whilehisvoicestrovetomakelightofitall。"Once，whenIwasakidinpink—aprons，Igotlostfromthetrail—herdmyfolkswerebringingupfromTexas。Itwascomin’dark，andtheyhadthewholeoutfitouthuntingme，andeverybodyscaredtodeath。
　　Whentheywereallaboutcrazy，theyclaimIcamewalkinguptothecamp—firedraggingadeadsnakebythetail，andcarryingahorntoadinmyshirt，andclaimingtheywereminebecauseI’ketched’em。’I’mnotbrandingthatyarnwithanymoral——butfigureitoutforyourself，boys。"
　　Thetwolookedateachotherandgrinned。"Iain’tdeadyet，"
　　Eddiemadesheepishcomment。"Mebbeyoukindalookonmeasbeingahorntoad，Bud。"
　　"Whenyoubearinmindthatmyfolksraisedthatkid，You’llrealizethatittakesagooddealtostampedemother。"Budswungintothesaddletoavoidsubjectinghisemotionstothecramped，inadequatelimitationsofspeech。"Let’sgo，boys。
　　She’salongtrailtotakethekinksoutofbeforesupper—
　　time。"
　　Theystoodstill，makingnomovetofollow。BudreinedSmokyaroundsothathefacedthem，reachedlaboriouslyintothatmysteriouspocketofacowpuncher’strouserswhichisalwaysheldclosedbythebeltofhischaps，andwhichinvariablyholdsinitsdepthsthethingshewantsinahurry。Theywatchedhimcuriously，resolutelyrefusingtointerprethisbitofautobiography，wonderingperhapswhyhedidnotgo。
　　"Heresheis。"Budhaddisinterredthedeputysheriff’sbadge，andbegantopolishitbytheprimitivebuteffectualmethodofspittingonitandthenrubbingvigorouslyonhissleeve。"You’reoutsideofCraterCounty，butbythunderyou’rebothguiltyofresistinganofficer，andcountylinesdon’tcount！"Hehadpinnedthebadgeatrandomonhiscoatwhilehewasspeaking，andnow，beforethetworealizedwhathewasabout，hehadhissix—shooteroutandaimedstraightatthem。
　　Budhadneverlivedinfearofthelaw。Instantlywassorrywhenhesawtheinvoluntarystiffeningoftheirmuscles，thequickwordlesssuspicionanddefiancethatsenttheireyesinshiftyglancestorightandleftbeforetheirhandsliftedalittle。Trusthim，lovehimtheymight，therewasthatlatentfearofcapturedrivendeepintotheirsouls；sodeepthatevenhehadnoterasedit。
　　Budsaw——andsohelaughed。
　　"I’vegottoshowmyfolksthatI’vemadeagathering，"hesaid。"Youcan’tquit，boys。AndI’mgoingtotakeyoutotheendofthetrail，nowyou’vestarted。"Heeyedthem，sawthattheywerestillstubborn，anddrewinhisbreathsharply，manfullymeetingthequestionintheirminds。
　　"We’veleftmoreattheSinksthanthegnashingofteeth，"hesaidwhimsically。"Acoupleofbadnames，forinstance。
　　You’retwobullygoodfriendsofmine，and——damnit，Marianwillwanttoseebothofyoufellows，ifshe’sthere。Ifsheisn’t——we’llmaybehaveabigcircletoride，findingher。
　　I’llneedyou，nomatterwhat’sahead。"Helookedfromonetotheother，gaveasnortandaddedimpatiently，"Aw，forkyourhorsesanddon’tstandtherelookinglikeacoupleofdamnfools！"
　　WhereuponJerryshookhisheaddissentingly，grinnedandgaveEddiesoemphaticanimpulsetowardhishorsethatthekidwentsprawling。
　　"GuessWe’reupagainstit，allright——butIdowishyo’dlosethatbadge！"Jerrysurrendered，andflippedthebridlereinsovertheneckofhishorse。"Horntoadisright，thewayyou’rescabblingaroundamongstthemrocks，"hecalledlight—heartedlytothekid。"Everseeapurtiersunrise？I
　　never！"
　　Idon’tknowwhattheythoughtofthesunset。Gorgeousitwas，withmanysoftcolorsblendedintounnamabletintsandtranslucencies，andthesongsofbirdsinthethicketsastheypassed。Smoky，SunfishandStopperwalkedbriskly，earsperkedforward，headsup，eyeseagertocatchthefamiliarlandmarksthatmeanthome。Bud’sheadwasup，also，hiseyeswenthereandthere，restingwithacarelessaffectiononthosesamelandmarkswhichspelledhome。HewouldhaveletSmoky’sreinshaveabitmoreslackandwouldhaveledhislittleconvoytothecorralsatagallop，hadnothopebeguntotrembleandshrinkfrommeetingcertaintyfacetoface。
　　Hadyouaskedhimthen，IthinkBudwouldhaveownedhimselfacoward。Untilhehadspeechwithhome—folkhewouldmerelybehopingthatMarianwasthere；butuntilhehadspeechwiththemheneednothearthattheyknewnothingofher。Bud——
　　like，however，hetriedtocoverhistrepidationwithajoke。
　　"We’llsneakupon。’em，"hesaidtoEdandJerrywhentheroofsofhouseandstablescameintoview。
　　Here’swhereIgrewup，boys。Andinaminuteortwomoreyou’llseethegreatestlittlemotheronearth——andthefinestdad，"headded，swallowingthelastofhisScotchstubbornness。
　　"AndSis，Ihope，"Eddiesaidwistfully。"Isurehopeshe’shere。"
　　NeitherJerrynorBudansweredhimatall。Smokythrewuphisheadsuddenlyandgaveashrillwhinny，andahorseatthecorralsansweredsonorously。
　　"Say！ThatsoundstomelikeBoise！"Eddieexclaimed，standingupinhisstirrupstolook。
　　Budturnedpale，thenflushedhotly。"Don’tholler！"hemuttered，andheldSmokybackalittle。Forjustonereasonayoungman’sheartpoundsasBud’sheartpoundedthen。Jerrylookedathim，tookadeepbreathandbithislipthoughtfully。ItmaybethatJerry’sheartbeatswerenotquitenormaljustthen，butnoonewouldeverknow。
　　Theyrodeslowlytoapointnearthecornerofthetable，andthereBudhaltedthetwowithhisliftedhand。Budwastremblingalittle——buthewassmiling，too。Eddiewasfranklygrinning，Jerry’sfacewasthefaceofagoodpoker—player——
　　ittoldnothing。
　　Inagroupwiththeirbackstothemstoodthree：Marian，Bud’smotherandhisfather。BobBirnieheldBoisebythebridle，andthetwowomenwerestrokingthebrownnoseofthehorsethatmoveduneasily，withlittleimpatienthead—
　　tossings。
　　"Hedoesn’tbehavelikeahorsethathasmadethelongtriphehasmade，"Bud’smotherobservedadmiringly。"Youmustbeawonderfullittlehorsewoman，mydear，aswellasawonderfullittlewomanineveryotherway。Buddyshouldneverhavesentyouonsuchatrip——justtobringhomemoney，likeabankmessenger！ButI’mgladthathedid！AndIdowishyouwouldconsenttostay——suchanafternoonwithmusicI
　　haven’thadsinceBuddyleftus。Youcouldstaywithmeandtrainfortheconcertworkyouintenddoing。I’monlyanoldranchwomaninaslatsunbonnet——butItaughtmyBuddy——andhaveyouheardhim？"
　　"Anoldwomaninaslatsunbonnet——oh，howcanyou？Why，you’rethemostwonderfulwomaninthewholeworld。"Marian’svoicewasalmosttearfulinitsprotest。"Yes——Ihaveheard——yourBuddy。"
　　"’TisthestrangestwaytogoaboutsellingahorsethatI
　　eversaw，"BobBirnieputindryly，smoothinghisbeardwhilehelookedatthem。"We’dbegladtohaveyoustay，lass。Butyou’veaskedmetoplaceapriceonthehorse，andIshouldliketoaskyeaquestionortwo。Howfastdidyesayhecouldrun？"
　　Marianlaidanarmaroundtheshouldersoftheoldladyinaslatsunbonnetandpattedherarmwhilesheanswered。
　　"Well，hebeateverythinginthecountry，sotheyrefusedtoraceagainsthim，untilBudcamewithhishorses，"shereplied。"IttookSunfishtooutrunhim。He’sterriblyfast，Mr。Birnie。I——really，Ithinkhecouldbeattheworld’srecord——ifBudrodehim！"
　　JusthereyoushouldpictureEdandJerrywiththeirhandsovertheirmouths，andBudwantingtohidehisfacewithhishat。
　　BobBirnie’sbeardbehavedoddlyforaminute，whileheleanedandstrokedBoise’sflatforelegs，thattoldofspeed。
　　"Wee—ll，"hehesitated，soft—heartednessbattlingwiththehorse—buyer’skeenness，"sinceBudisnaeretoridehim，he’llmakeagoodhorsefortheroundup。I’llgiveye"——morebattling——"ahundredandfiftydollarsforhim，ifyecaretosell——"
　　"Here，waitaminutebeforeyouselltothatoldskinflint！"
　　Budshoutedexuberantly，dismountingwitharush。Therush，I
　　maysay，carriedhimtothelittleoldladyintheslatsunbonnet，andtothatotherlittleladywhowasstaringathimwithwide，brightyes。Bud’sarmswentaroundhismother。
　　PerhapsbyaccidenthegatheredinMarianalso——theywerestandingveryclose，andhisarmswereverylong——andhewasslowtodiscoverhismistake。
　　"I’llgiveyoutwohundredforBoise，andI’llthrowinonebrother，andonelong—legged，good—for—nothingcowpuncher——"
　　"Meaningyourself，Buddy？"cameteasinglyfromheslatsunbonnet，whoseoccupanthadnotbeentoldjusteverything。
　　"I’llbesurprisedifshe’llhaveyou，withthatdirtyfaceandnoshaveforaweekandmore。Butifshedoes，you’reluckierthanyoudeserve，forridinguponuslikethis！
　　We’veheardallaboutyou，Buddy——thoughyouwerewisetosendthislassietogildyourfaultsandmakeaheroofyou！"
　　Now，youwanttoknowhowMarianmanagedtolivethroughthat。Iwillsaythatshediscoveredhowtenaciouslyayoungman’sarmsmayclingwhenhethinksheisembracingmerelyhismother；butshefreedherselfandrantoEddie，fairlypulledhimoffhishorse，andtalkedveryfastandincoherentlytohimandJerry，askingquestionafterquestionwithoutwaitingforareplytoanyofthem。Allthis，I
　　suppose，inthehopethattheywouldnothear，or，hearing，wouldnotunderstandwhatthatterrible，wonderfullittlewomanwassayingsoinnocently。
　　Butyoucannotfazeyouth。EddiehadimportantnewsforSis，andhefeltthatnowwasthetimetotellitbeforeMarianblushedanyredder，sohepulledherfaceuptohis，puthislipssoclosetoherearthathisbreathtickled，andwhispered——withoutanyprefacewhateverthatshecouldmarryBudanytimenow，becauseshewasawidow。
　　"Here！Somebody——Bud——quick！Sishasfainted！Doggoneit，I
　　onlytoldherLew’sdeadandshecanmarryyou——shucks！I
　　thoughtshe’dbeglad！"
　　DownontheStakedPlains，onaneveningmuchliketheeveningwhenBudcamehomewithhis"stake"andhishopesandtwoblacksheepwhowerebecomingwhiteasmostofus，acamp—firebegantocrackleandwavesmokeribbonsthiswayandthatbeforeitburnedsteadilyunderthesupperpotsofacertainhungry，happygroupwhichyouknow。
　　"It’ssomewhereaboutherethatIgotlostfromcampwhenI
　　wasakid，"Budobserved，tiltingbackhishatandliftingakneetosnapadrystickoverit。"Mother’dknow，Ibet。I
　　kindawishwe’dbroughtheranddadalongwithus。That’sabouteighteenyearsagotheytrailedaherdnorth——andhereweare，takingourtrail——herdnorthonthesametrail！I
　　kindawishnowI’dpickedupabunchofyearlingheifersalongwithourtwo—year—olds。Wecouldhavebroughtanotherhundredheadjustaswellasnot。Theysuredrivenice。
　　Motherwouldhaveenjoyedthistrip。"
　　"Youthinkso，doyou？"Mariangavehimasuperiorlittlesmilealongwiththecoffee—boiler。"Ifyou’dheardhertalkaboutthattripnorthwhenthereweren’tanymenaroundlistening，you’dchangeyourmind。BudBirnie，youaretheSIMPLESTcreature！Youthink，becauseawomandoesn’tmakeafussoverthings，shedoesn’tmind。Yourmothertoldmethatitwasaperfectnightmare。Shetaughtyoumusicjustinthehopethatyou’dgobacktocivilizationandlivetherewheretherearesomemodernimprovements，andshecouldvisityou！
　　Andhereyouare——allrappedupinabunchofyoungstock，dirtyaspigandyourwhiskers——ow！Bud！Stopthatimmediatly，orI’llgoputmyfaceinacactusjustforrelief！"
　　"Maybeyou’redissatisfiedyourselfwithmybunchofcattle。
　　Maybeyoudidn’tgoinrapturesoverouraimandmakemoreplansinadaythanfourmencouldcarryoutinayear。Maybeyouwishyourhusbandwasamanthatwascontenttopoundpianokeysallhislifeandlethishairgrowlonginsteadofhiswhiskers。Ifyouhatethis，whydidn’tyousayso？"
　　"Iwasspeaking，"saidMarianasdignifiedlyaswaspossible，"ofyourmother。Shewasraisedincivilization，andshehassimplymadethebestofpioneeringallhermarriedlife。I
　　wasbornandraisedincow—countryandIloveit。AsIsaidbefore，youaretheSIMPLESTcreature！Wouldyoureallybringafatherandmotherahoneymoontrail——especiallywhenthebridedidn’twantthem，andtheywouldmuchratherstayhome？"
　　"Hey！"criedEddiedisgustedly，comingupfromashallowcreekwithabucketofwaterandafewdrysticks。"Thecoffee’supsetandputtingthefireout。Geewhiz！Can’tyoufolksquitlove—makin’andtendtobusinesslongenoughtocookameal？"