Wonderment which got nowhere.

The sheriff's car returned before Fairchild reached the bottom of the grade, and again stopped to survey the scene of defeat, while Fairchild once more told his story, deleting items which, to him, appeared unnecessary for consumption by officers of the law.

Carefully the sheriff surveyed the winding road before him and scratched his head.
"Don't guess it would have made much difference which way he went," came ruefully at last, "I never saw a fellow turn loose with so much speed on a mountain road.

We never could have caught him!" "Dangerous character ?" Fairchild hardly knew why he asked the question.

The sheriff smiled grimly.
"If it was the fellow we were after, he was plenty dangerous.