[Frank Merriwell, Junior’s, Golden Trail by Burt L. Standish]@TWC D-Link book
Frank Merriwell, Junior’s, Golden Trail

CHAPTER V
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He had left the mine too hurriedly to equip himself with water canteens and rations for a prolonged stay in the desert.

Frank's hopes were mounting high as the motor cycles devoured the distance that separated their riders front McGurvin's.
At last, in fifteen or twenty minutes--certainly less than half an hour--the mad pace was slowed as the destination hove duskily into sight.

A yellow gleam showed at one of the windows of the ranch house, and suggested that the proprietor might be entertaining a caller.
The machines were halted at a little distance from the dwelling, and Merry stole forward to reconnoiter, ere announcing himself in person to McGurvin.

There was no curtain at the window through which shone the lamp-light, and the lad crept up to it and looked into the room.

Only one man was visible, and that was the ranch owner himself.


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