Would you just as soon have her dead as alive_?
"ANDERSON CROW." In a big bob-sled the marshal and a picked sextette of men set off at one o'clock on the road over which the sleigh had travelled many hours before.

Anderson had failed to report the suspected crime to the sheriff at Boggs City and was working alone on the mystery.

He said he did not want anybody from town interfering with his affairs.
"Say, Andy--Anderson," said Harry Squires, now editor of the _Banner_, "maybe we're hunting the wrong body and the wrong people." "What do you mean ?" "Well, ain't 'Rast Little missing?
Maybe he's been killed, eh?
And say, ain't there some chance that he did the killing?
Didn't he say he was going to murder that city chap?
Well, supposing he did.

We're on the wrong track, ain't we ?" "Doggone you, Harry, that don't fit in with my deductions," wailed Anderson.

"I wish you'd let me alone.