If you want to see them--go ahead!" "She might know something," mused the sheriff, "and I s'pose I'd ought to pry it out of her right now: but I don't care for that sort of pickin's." He repeated softly: "A girl and a baby!" and turned on his heel.

"All right, boys, climb your hosses.

Two of you take Mat.

We'll bury him where we put Harry.

I guess we can pack him that far." "How's that ?" This from Haines.