I have been out twice, hard on their trail, only to come back baffled.
Now, I think accident has given me the clue." She straightened up; glancing questioningly at him through the darkness.
"That is what I mean, Miss Hope.

I suspect that cabin to be the rendezvous of those fellows, and I half believe Hawley to be their leader." "Then you will report all this to the authorities ?" He smiled grimly, his lips compressed.
"I hardly think so; at least, not for the present.

I am not blood-thirsty, or enamored of man-hunting, but I happen to have a personal interest in this particular affair which I should prefer to settle alone." He paused, swiftly reviewing the circumstances of their short acquaintance, and as suddenly determining to trust her discretion.
Deep down in his heart he rather wanted her to know.

"The fact of the matter is, that Neb and I here were the ones that particular posse were trailing." "You!" her voice faltered.

"He said those men were under arrest for murder, and had broken jail." "He also said it was easy to convict men in this country if you only knew how.