IN A TRAP Elizabeth rode straight out to the east, crossing the town as rapidly as possible, going full gallop where the streets were empty.

On the edge of the town she crossed another trail running back the way that they had come; but without swerving she turned out toward the world, and soon passed into a thick growth of trees, around a hill.
Not three minutes elapsed after she had passed the crossing of the trails before the four men rode across from the other direction, and, pausing, called to one another, looking this way and that: "What d'ye think, Bill?
Shall we risk the right hand 'r the left ?" "Take the left hand fer luck," answered Bill.

"Let's go over to the ranch and ask.

Ef she's been hereabouts, she's likely there.

The old woman'll know.