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BLUE
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By ^JACKSON GREGORY
COPYIUGHT BYvj**
CHAIUJE3 SCIUBNEIV'S SONS
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CHAPTER XIII—Continued
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“Cur-^ yoi>," llainiiton said in
li-notlnMvd unuer, his tone making
dear the meaning of tiie indistinct
matter. But lie climbed into the sad
dle. •
“Cotue oh, Tommy." Lee, too, was
ap, his hand on Hampton's reins.
"We’re going up hr the old cabin.
You’re going to ride herd on Hamp
ton while I do something else. I’ll
tell you everything when we get there.
So they rode into the night, head
ed toward the narrow passes of the
Upper End, Hampton and Lee side by
side. Tommy Burkitt ^staring after
them as he followed. No longer were
Bud Lee’s thoughts with his captive,
nor with the herds Carson's men were
driving hack to the higher pastures.
They were entirely for Judith, and
they were tilled with fear. She had
been gone for three full days: she
was somewhere in tiie clutch of Trev
or's or of one of his cutthroats. He
thought of her, of Qulnnlou’a red-
rimmed, evil eyes, and as he had not
prayed in all the years of ids life
Bud Lee prayed that night.
He left Hampton securely hound
and under Tommy Burkitt’s watchful
eyes in tiie old cahin, and rode
straight back to the ranch-house.
Marcia was not yet in lied and he
made ids first call upon her. Marcia
was delighted, then vaguely perturbed
as lie made known his errand without
giving any reason. He wanted v to see
tiie note from Judith. Marcia brought
it. wondering. He carried it with
him to Judith's office and compared
it carefully with scraps of her lignd-
writlng which die found there. The
result of his study was what be bad
ejpeeled: the writing of the note to
.Marcia was sufficiently like Judith’s
to pass muster to an uncritical eye,
looking, in fact, what it purported to
be, a very hasty scrawl. But Lee de
cided that Judith had not written It.
He slipped It Into his pocket.
Tr^pp WMS waiting for him, impa
tient and worried, when he came hack
from tiie Upper End. From Tripp
lie learned that one of the men, a
fellow the boys called Yellow-Jacket,
bad unexpectedly asked for Ids time
Saturday afternoon find bad left the
ranch, saying that lie was sick.
"He'S the chap who brought tiie
fake note from you," said Lee. "It’s
open and shut, Hoc. Another one of
Trevor’s men that we ought to have
tired long ago. The one thing I can’t
> get, is why he didn’t do a finished Job
■ of it and hang amynd until Miss San
ford left, then get away with the
note. It would have left no evidence
behind him."
"She must have locked her door
and windows when she went out,”
was Tripp's solution. "And probably
'be didn't bang around wasting time
and taking chances.”
Tripp’s boyish face had lost Its
youthful look. His eyes, meeting
Lee's steadily, had In them an expres
sion like "Lee's.
"If It's Qulnnlon—" Tripp began.
Then he stopped abruptly.
Lee and Tripp were together In tiie
office not above fifteen minutes. Then
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' Tripp left to return to the Lower End.
to get the rest of the men out, to help
In the big drive of cattle and horses
which must be returned to the shut-in
valleys of the Upper End.
Lee went to the bunk-house, slipped
revolver and cartridges Into his pock
ets, took a rifle and rode ajjain to
tiie old cabin.
"It’s Trevors’ big, last play?” be
told himself gravely, over and over.
"He’ll be backing It up strong, play
ing bis band for all that there’s in It,
and lie'll have taken time and erre
I to 111! In his hand so that we're bmk-
i Ing a royal flush. And there’s only
one way to beat a royal flush, and
that’s with'a gun. But 1 can't quite
aee the whole pluyi Trevors; I can't
quite see It.”
There were^eflTmgh men to do the
night’s work without him ay*l Tommy
Burkitt. and Lee gave no fi.ought now
to Carson, swearing In ‘tie darkness
of some shadow-tilled gorge. He did
aot know what the morrow’s work
would be for him, but he made his
preparations none Jhe less, eager for
Hie., coming dawn He fried many
slices of bacon wh.le Hampton glared
at him and Tommy watched him in
terestedly; he made a light, compact
I inch, such i.s best "sticks to u man's
ribs." w rea ped It In heavy paper and
slipped tne package Info the bosom
of bis *.‘:1rt. He completed tils equip
ment with a fresh hag of tobacco and
ii’nr.y matches. He loaded Ills rifle,
added n plentiful supply ammuni
tion to his outfit from the hoy on the
shelf.
'Tin coming to you, Judith girl,” he
whispered over and over to himself.
"Somehow."
Dawn trembled over the mountain-
tops, grew pale rose and warm pink
and glorious red in the eastern sky,
and Bud Lee, throwing down his
coiled rope which had been put into
service a dozen, times (hiring* 1 tiie
night, said shortly:
"Here we camp, boys. Ijll leave
you my fried bacon, Tonini^v'und take
the raw with me. You’re^ pot even
to light a fire. And you’re to stick
here until 1 come for you."
They had traveled deeper and deep
er into the fastnesses of the moun
tains, mounting higher and, higher un
til now, in a nest of crags and cliffs,
on a flank of Devil’s mountain, they
could look far to the westward and
catch brief glimpses of the river from
Blue lake slipping out of the shadows.
They had gone a way which Lee
knew intimately, traveling a trail
| which brought them again and again
under broken cliffs, where they must
use bands and feet manfully, and now
arid then make service of a loop, of
rope cast up over an outjutting crag.
“They’ll never follow us here.
Tommy," he said confidently. "If they
do, you’ve got the drop on them and
you’ve got a rifle. Y'ou know what
to do, Tommy, old tnan.”
“I know, Bud,’" said Tommy, his
eyes shining. For never Ijefore had
Bud Lee called him that—"old man.”
Long ago tiie gag bad been removed
from Hampton's mouth. Long ago,
consequently, Hampton had said bis
say, bad made bis promises. When
lie got out of tills—glory to be!
wouldn’t be square tiie deal, though?
Did Lee know what kidnaping was?
That there were such things as laws,
such places as prisons?
"Here,” said Lee not unkindly, ‘Til
loosen the rope about your wrists.
That’s all the chances we’re going
to take with you. Oime, be a sport,
my boy. You’re thei right sort in
side; Just as soon as tills fracas is
aver, when you know that we were
right and that all this is a put-up Job
on you, your friend Trevors playing
you for a sucker and getting Miss
Sanford out of the way, you’ll say
we were right and I know it."
"That so?" snapped Hampton. "You
just start now and keep going. Bud
LA*, If you don't want to do time In
the Jug."
Tommy Burkitt, staring back across
the broken miles of mountain, canyon,
and forest, his eyes frowning, was
muttering:
"Look at that. Bud. What do you
make of it?" ,
For a little Lee did not answer. He
and Tommy and Hampton, standing
among the rocks, turned their eyes
together toward the hills rimming In
the northern side of Blue Lake ranch.
“I make o.ut." said Lee slowly, "that
Trevors means business and that Uar-
son has got tils work cut out for him
this morning. Tommy."
For th£ yiing which had caught the
boy’s eyesfwas a blaze on tiie ridge,
its flames Reaping and licking at tiie
thinning dflrkness, its smoke a black
smudge onvtbe horizon, staining tiie
glow of tli« dawn. And farther along
the same judge was a second blaze,
smaller with distance, but growing as
It licked at the dry brush. Still farther
a third.
“If that Are ever gets a good start,
CHAPTER XIV
The Toole Which -Trevor*
Used
To Judith life had changed from
a pleasant game in the sunshine to
a hideous nightmare. In a few drag
ging hours she had come to know in
credulity, anxiety, misery, dejection,
black hopelessness, and icy terror. Site
had come to look through a man's
eyes at that which lay' in his heart,
to feel for tiie first time in her feat-
less life that the fortitude was slip
ping out of her bosom, that the
strength was melting in-her.
She lay on a rude bed of fir boughs,
an utter, Impenetrable blackness like
a palpable weight on her eyeballs.
When it was silent about her. and for
tiie most part silence reigned with
tiie oppressive gloom, she yearned
so for a little sound that she moved
her foot along the rock floor under
her or snapped a dry twig between
her fingers or even listened eagerly
for the coming of the terrible woman
who was 4ier jailer. -
Hropingly, again and again she
went ovefs in her thoughts the long
journey here, seeking fruitlessly to
know^whether she had come north,
south, or east from the ranch-house.
It was one of these three directions,
for there were no such mountains
as these to tiie west, no such monster
cliffs, no deep cavern reaching into
the bowels of the earth. The sense
that, even were she freed, she had
no slightest Idea where she was, which
way she must go, stunned her.
"Will I go mad after a while?” she
wondered miserably. "Am I already
going mud? Oh. Hod, have mercy on
me—” *
From the Instant when, Saturday
night, she bad been gripped suddenly
in a man’s strong arms, when another
man bad smothered her outcry, she
bad known in her heart that Bayne
Trevors was taking his desperate
chance in the game. But in tiie dark
ness she had had only the two vague
blurs of their bodies to guess at. They
had been masked; her own eyes were
covered, a bandage brought tightly
over them, her mouth gagged, her
linnds tied behind her, her body lifted
into the saddle—all in a moment.
Neither man hid spoken. Then, tied
in the saddle, she only knew that she
was riding, that one man rode in
front of her, leading her horse, tiie
other following close behind. Tiie
muttered Lee heavily, "It’s going to
sweep the ranch. Hod knows where
It will stop. And just how ("arson is
going to fight fire with one hand and
hold his stock with the other, I don't
know.”
But even then he turned his eyes
away from the ranch, sweeping tiie
ragged Jumble of mountains about
him, Judith was gone. Judith needed
him and he did not dare try to esti
mate the soreness of her need. What
did It matter that ("arson and Tripp
and the rest had their problems—to
face back Ihere? There was only one
thing in oil of the wide world that
mattered. And he did not even know
where she was. north, south, east,
or west! Somewhere in these moun
tains, no doubt. But where, when a
man might ride a hundred miles this
way or that and have no sign if he
passed within calling distance of her?
In his heart Bud -Lee prayed, as
he had prayed lait night, asking God
that he might come to Judith. And
it seemed to J.lm, standing close to
God op the cocky heights, that his
prayer had oeen heard and answered.
For, fur '.IT to the east, still further
In the solitude of the mountains, ris
ing from h rugged peak, a thin line
of smoke rose info the paling sky.
I*, might be that Judith was there.
It might he that she was scores of
.nlles from the beckoning smoke. But
Lee hud asked a sign and there, like
a slender finger pointing to the bright
ening sky, was a sign.
He stooped swiftly for rifle and t^ipe
ucd packet of bacon.
"Where you goin’, Bud?" asked
Tommy.
"To Judith,” answered Bud Lee
gently.
For In his heart was that faith
which Is born ot lova.
Her Eyes Were Covered Tightly.
sense of direction which she had lost
In those first five minutes she hud
never been given opportunity to re
gain. She might, even now, be a gun-
shfo from her ow n ranch ; she might
be twenty miles from It.
For the greater part of that Sat
urday night they had ridden; and
when trails died under them and rocks
rose steeply, they walked, she and one
man. The other stayed with the
horses. Not ’once did she hear a
man’s voice; she did not know wheth
er Jt was Trevors himself, or Quin-
wIIWUhL °r some utter stranger' who
stepped, snatching off his mask as she
did so. ) For the first time she heard
ids voice, cursing her coolly®as he
gripped and held her.
It was Bayne Trevors, at last come
out into "tiie open, his eves kttrd on
hers.
"It's" just as well that you know
\vli\>nj you are tip against,” he said
as he held her with his hand heavy
bn her shrinking shoulder.
.Summoning all of the reckless feur-
Vssness which was her birthright, she
laughed at him coolly, laughed ns the
two stood against the sky-line, upon
the lei non breast of a lonesojne land.
"So you :tre a fool, after all, Bayne
Trevors!” she jeered’at him. "Fool
enough to mix first-hand in a danger
ous undertaking."
Trevors shrugged.
“Yes?” He slipped the handker
chief into Ids pocket and stared at
her with a glint of anger In tiie blue-
gray of Ids eyes. He lifted Ids broad
shoulders. "Or wise man enough to
do my own work when needs be, .andi
when I’d have no bungling? I’m go-’
ing to square with you, girl. Square
with you for meddling, for a bullet-
hole in each shoulder. If there’s a
fool in our little Junketing party, it’s
a girl who thought she could handle
a man’s-size Job.”
They went on, over the ridge and
down. Judith made no second attempt
to surprise him, for always his eyes
watched her. Nor did she seek to
hold back hr in any way to hamper
him now. For, swiftly adjusting her
self to the new conditions, she made
her first decision: Trevors did think
her a "fool of a girl,” Trevors did
sneer at her helplessness in that man’s
way of Ids. Let him think her a little
fool; let him hold her In his contempt;
let him grow to think her cowed and
afraid and helpless. Then, when the
time came—
Again she had been blindfolded;
seeing the look in Trevors’ eyes, she
had offered no objection. Again she
had followed him In a darkn?ft^mnde
at sunrise by a bandage across her
eyes. Again, the bandage removed,
she winked at the sunlight. Again
they climbed ridges, dropped down
into tiny valleys, fought their way
along thunderous ravines where the
water was lashed into white foam.
Again blindfolded, again trudging on,
her whole body beginning to tremble
with fatigue, the weakness of hunger
upon her. And at length, out of a
canyon, making a perilous way up the
steep walls of rock, they came to the
mouth of the black cavern" In w hich
she lay now, waiting for the sound of
a stirring foot.
Only an instant had Judith ,stood
upon the ledge outside the cave before
she was thrust Into the black Interior.
But In that Instant her eager eyes hud
made out. upon a tiny bit of table
land across the chasm of the gorge,
a cabin, sending aloft a plume of
smoke.
Then, after an hour, the terrible
woman had come to whom Trevors
had intrusted hefC bringing food and
water in her bard, blackened hands,
carrying the filekering fires of mad
ness In her unfathomable eyes. A
lantern set on the floor made rude
shadows, and out of them crept this
woman, leering at Trevors, peering at
Judith, licking her thin lips, and
chuckling to herself.
"I have.brought her buck to you,
Ifiltk." be said, speaking softly, more
softly than Judith had thought tiie
man could speak. "You will know
-what to do with her. And you will
not let her escape you again."
The mad woman, for only too plain
ly was her reason strangely . mis
shapen, stood in silence, her great
muscular body looming high above
Judith’s, a giant of a woman, bigger
than Trevors even, broad and heavy,
her forearms thick and corded, her
bare throat like the bull neck of a
prize-fighter.
"I will know, I will know," she
said, ht*r eyes tilled with cunning, her
voice a strange singsong oddly at
variance with the coarse bigness of
her body. "Oh, no, she will never
escape from me again."
forced her into this hiding
They had climbed cliffs, now going
down into cliasms, now following roar
ing creeks or making their way along
the spine 6f some rock ridge. The
one ,man with her was masked, his
eyes rather guessed at than seen
through the slits of his bandanna
handkerchief. He had Jerked the band
age from her eyes, since blindfolded
she would make such poor progress.
But still he guarded his tongue.
"He would speak," she thought, "hut
that I would recognize his voice. Trev
ors or Qulnnlon? Which?”
Feeling the first quick spurt of hope
when she saw that there was hut one
man to deal with,'she was uquiver to
seize the first opportunity for flight.
But that hope died swiftly as she
recognized that no such opportunity
was to be granted her. Once she
paused, looking to a possible leap
over a low ledge vand escape in a
thick bit of timber. But the two
eyes through the slits in the impro
vised mask had been keen and quick,
a heavy hand was laid Ion her ami,
she felt the Angers bite into her flesh
as he sought to drive Into her a full
comprehension of his grim determina
tion that she should not escape.
It was when they had clambered#
high upon a muss of tumbled boulders,
topping a ridge, that Judith tiad seen
the man’s face. Docilely she hud
obeyed his gestures for an hour; now.
suddenly maddened at the silence and
the mask over ids face, she sprung un
expectedly upon him, shoving turn
from the rock on which he had
“I will have a man on the ledge
outside night and day,” went on Trev
ors. "But we cannot he so sure of
others as we are of ourselves, Ruth.
You know that, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, I know,” she answered
quickly. As she spoke she suddenly
shot out her long arm so that her
great, bony hand fastened like a big
claw on the girl’s shoulder. "I have
got her again! She is mine, all mine.
Oh, I will keep her well."
In a little while Trevors left. He
had not returned. Mad Ruth, still
gripping Judith’s shoulder, half led
her, half .thrust’ her farther back in
the cavern. Judith made no resist-,
ance. Always, even when terror was
uppermost she held one thought In
mind: "If I can make them think me
a little fool and a weakling, my
chance may come after a while.”
As the two women passed around
a bend In the sinuous tunnel-llke cave,
the faint rays of the lantern they had
left behind them died out. and heavy
darkness shut them In. Judith could
barely make out the huge form tow
ering over her. But Ruth, whether
her eyes were like a cat’s and accus
tomed to this sombre place, or wheth
er a hand on a rock wall or a foot
on the uneven floor under her told
her which way to go, moved on with
out hesitation. Judith estimated
roughly that they had come fifty
yards from tiie outside ledge, In front
of the cave when she was pushed
down and felt the rudti bed of flr-
houghs under her.
"So,” grunted the woman, for the
first time removing her hard hand
from the girl's shoulder, ‘T’ve got you
again, my pretty. And this time you
don’t play any more little tricks on
your old mother.”
She was gone swiftly, all but si
lently, through *the gloom, her form
vaguely outlined against the landern'i
glimmer, to bring the food and water
which she had set down when she
came In. Judith drunk and ate.
It was only little by little, In frag
ment! which she obtained during the
slow days which followed, that she
came to understand Trevors’ scheme
And the scheme was iu keeping with
the man; so far as It w-as possible.
Bayne Trevors was still playing safe.
Mad Ruth was an odd mixture of
crazed suspicion, shrewd cunning,
cruelty, and madness. 1‘erhupa very
long ago—Judith came to believe that
it had occurred at the time when she
had gone mad, for God knows what
reason—Mad Ruth had hud a little
daughter. The girl had been lost to
her, whether through death when an
infant, or some tragic accident when
a young girl, Judith never knew. But
Ruth's heart hud been bound up In
that baby of hers; when madness
came, It centered and turned upon
the return of her child, "Who had
run away from her, but who would
come hack some time." Trevors,
having learner! of her mad passion,
had shaped It to his purpose.
But that was not all. Judith bad
been brought to the cave early Sun
day morning. Sunday afternoon there
came to the cave a well-dressed man
carrying a little black hug In his hand.
He talked with Ruth; he took up the
lantern and came to look at Judith.
"So I’ll know' you again,” he
laughed.
Then he went away, in "fragments
which through long, empty hours her
busy mind pieced together, bridging
the gaps, she grasped the rest of Trev
ors’ plan. This man was a physician,
sent here from some one of the many
mining towns In the mountains, prob
ably from a camp twenty or thirty
miles away. He, too, was a Trevors
hireling. Should Judith ever accuse
Trevors of having brought her here,
there was another story to he told.
And this man would tell It: How he
had been summoned here to attend a
girl who had bud a fall, who had
wandered delirious through the moun
tains until Ruth had found her; whom
he had treated here, not daring at first
to move her, for fear of permanent
shock to her reason; who could give
them no help to establish her identity;
who had a thousand absurd fears and
fancies and accusations to make; who
in her babbling had at one time ac
cused Bayne Trevors of having foro
Ibly abducted her; who^nt another hud
cried that It was a man named Car-
son. a man named Lee, who had
brought her here.
Judith spent many a long hour ex
ploring her prison, hoping to find a
way out. So far as she knew she had
hut one person to reckon with, Mad
Ruth. True, Trevors had said that
he’d have a man on the ledge outside
day and night; Judith had never seen
such n person, had never heard his
voice, and began to believe that It was
a bit of bluff on Trevors’ part. ;But
she had never again been where she
could look out of the cave’s mouth,
since Mad Ruth had her own pallet
on the floor at the narrowest part
of the cave where It was like the neck
of..a monster bottle, and always at
the first sound of the girl’s approach,
was on her feet to thrust her back.
Clearly there was no way out of this
[)lnce-of shadows except that through
which she had come.
Judith sought an explanation of her
imprisonment, and after long groping
she came very near the truth: Trev
ors would work his will with Hampton
through Hampton’s faith In him and
admiration for him. And, In her ab
sence, Hampton was the head of Blua
Luke ranch.
Sunday night, hearing Mad Rutk
moving cautiously, Judith raised liar
self on her elbow, listening. She w’as
confident that the woman was moving
toward the cave's mouth; she hoped
wildly that Mad Ruth was tricked Into
believing her asleep and was going
out. Her shoes In her hands, her
stockinged feet fulling lightly, Judith
moved toward the mud woman's
couch. —
Rutli was going out; was In fact
even now slipping out of the narrow
throat of the cave and to the ledge.
But Judith could not see her. For a
new. unexpected obstacle was In her
way. Her outthrust hands touched
not rock walls hut heavy wooden pan
els; she knew then that the narrow
neck of the cave was jfltted with a
heavy door and that It hud been
drawn shut, fastened from without.
In a sudden access of fury and des
pair she beat at It with her two hands,
crying out bitterly.
It was so dark, so inky black, and
as still, save for her own outcry, as
a 1 tomb sealed and forgotten. Such
darkness, smothering hope, suddenly
was tilled with vague terrors; for one
worn-out and nervous as Judith was,
the darkness seemed to harbor a
thousand ugly things which watched
her and mocked at her despair and
reached out vile hands toward her.
She called loudly, and for answer had
the crazed laugh of Mad Kutfc which
flouted In to her from without, bul
which seemed to drop down from tN#
void above.
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