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Chapter 23
Gay nrgd minute
' later Corbin, came at once to
her tide. The street was dark and
quiet. They started away at
brisk pace. When a shadow seemed
to reach out at her from withui
ft darkened doorway, Gey gasped
and Corbin auiokly out a protect
ing: arm arouadi her,! and guided'
ner on. rney nearea the corner
presently, stopped when a driuik
era man. came peeling) lit their di
rection. Corbin, alert as before,
promptly- stepped in front of her
and the drunk, staggering up to
himv halted and looked up at him,
. "Wa-al?" Corbin demanded.':
The man evidently recognised
him, or else the Corbin bulk
which loomed ud even bieeer in
the distorting darkness, cautioned
mm to exercise care and judg
ment ... at any rate he side
stepped with' surprising nimble
ness, circled around them hastily
and they went on their way again.
Mrs. Sutton's boarding house was
located on the next block. They
walked in silence, stopped when
they reached the white-painted
gate in front of the house.
"ITm," Corbin muttered. "Not
a light lit in the hull danced
house. What d'they do . . . turn in
at sundown? Come on."
Gay caught his arm.
"Around the back," she said,
"The kitchen door's unlatched.'" .
"Oh," he said. He took her arm
again, led her along a dark shad
owy path that led to the rear.
"Beautiful out, ain't it?" he
asked, nodding skyward. "Moon
and everything."
"Sh-h-h!" Gay cautioned him.
"Everyone's asleep."
"The heck with th'm!" he whis
pered in her ear. "They're too oM
t' appreciate a night like this."
"It is beautiful," she whispered
in reply.
' "Ordered it just f'r you," he
said.
There was a tall, thick-trunked,
full-limbed tree behind the house.
It cast deep black shadows on the
Chapter 24
YAY," he heard Cathy
J "I came here to ask
say.
you
something and I won't go till
you tell me what I want to
know."
"0-h, Cathy, for heaven's
sake," Gay replied. "I've had a
long day and now I'm terribly
tired."
"Don't you think I'm tifed,
too?" Cathy countered. "I want
to know where you got the five
thousand dollars you offered first
to lend George and later de
pesited to his credit in the bank."
"0-h, that?" Oay asked with a
drawn-out yawn. "You heard me
tell the Sheriff, didn't you?"
"But you didn't get it from
Dave," Corbin heard Cathy say.
"I didn't mean that Dave
actually gave it to me," Gay said
quickly. "What I meant was that
that was money 1 got for selling
the ranch after Dave died. Now
do you understand?"
"I don't know yet. Who'd you
sell the ranch to?"
"I'm afraid I've forgotten," Gajf
aid: "I'll Drobablv remember it
LJtok. minute you've gone. But his
name isn't important now, u it?
"How much, did you gat foe the
ranch?" Cathy asked, disregard
ing her sister's question.
"0-h, sixty-five hundred dol
lars I thinlc it was."
"Who sold the ranch for you,
Gay?' The bank?" Cathy asked.
"Of course," Gay said. "I
wouldn't have known what to do
by myself." r
"Tha bank people gave you a
copy of the bill of sale, didn't
they?"
"They gave me something,"
"That's more like it. By the
way, where do you keep it, that
something the bank gave you?"
"O-h, it's somewhere around."
"Probably in you trunk."
"Yes, that's where it is."
"Wouldyou mind getting it out,
please?" Cathy asked "Or better
L stilL, since you're so tired, if
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"Now that I think of it," Gay
said hastily, "it isn't in the trunk.
I wonder where it was that I saw
it last? Ill have to thinlc about1
. HIGH POOCTTS
froun betow. They itopped wlA
m a few feet of the kitchen door.
Gay-smiled up at Corbin.
Tw-gjt to no to now," she
said, in a low tone.
"Sure he aaid. She knew hei
would kiss ner ana sne was nui
at all aarprised when his big
hands came up. tightened on her
arms. Slowly he drew her to him.
She did not resist him He caught
her in his arms, crushed her to
him, bent his head and kissed her
on the mouth.
"Mr. Corbin!" she breathed.
Tedl" he corrected, and he
kissed her again.
"Ted, please," she whispered,
squirming in his arms. "You , . .
you mustn't!"
"Why not?"
"Someone may come out
y He laughed' softly.
' r "They better not!" he said. He
kissed her again, loudly, hungrily.
The kitchen door creaked open
and Gay bur;t out of his arms,
stepped away from him. "Damn!"
he said aloud.
"We lock the door for the night
at ten o'clock. Mrs. Hollis," a
woman's voice said from the dark
new behind the open door. "Come
in, please."
Gay flasho past Corbin, and
the door cloc.ed behind her. A key
grated in tAe lock and a bolt was
driven into place. Corbin tugged
viciously at his pants belt, jerked
it ud a bit.
"Of all the nights." he muttered
angrily. "This is the night this
has t' happen t' me. An' just as
I was . . ."
He turned and his voice trailed
away. He stalked off, swung
around th house, followed the
path to the front of the house,
glared at the darkened building
and stormed down the street. He
was some fiftv feet from the
house when he heard approaching
hoof beats. He swerved to the
side of the street, stopped and
looked up ... a horseman, shad
owy and indistinct in the distance,
loomed up. Presently the rider
slowed his mount, clattered
abreast of Corbin, then rodo past
him.
It, Cathy. But if 11 come to me,
never fear.
There seemed to be some sort
of movement within the room . . .
when Cathy spoke again Corbin
decided that she had moved.
"Gay," he said with finality, T
think this has gone far enough.
Everything you ve told me is a
lie, and you know it What's
more, the Sheriff knows it, too.
He sent his deputy, that red
headed McCabe man, down to
Shannon, and he knows all there
is to know."
Corbin pressed his ear closer
to the keyhole.
"Gay," he heard Cathy say,
"this is serious. Actually it's a
matter of life and death. Can you
understand that? George has been
arrested for the murder of John
Snediker and the only link be
tween George and the killing is
that five thousand dollars. I know
he didn't kill that man. But that
isn't enough. If we could prove
that the nyiney was yours, or that
you got it from someone else,
someone other than George, then
the bhentT wouldn t be able to
hold George for a minute. . . ."
'."Cathy, please, ..."
"Gay, this may mean George's
me. l love him. You d better tell
me. do you hear?"
A sob broke from Gay,
"Did you get that money from
Qeorge?" Cathy screamed;
"I won't tell you!" Gay cried.
I "All right, Gay," he heard
Cathy say heavily. "I know how
you got that money. You mur
dered Snediker. You're the one
who'll hang. Think of it, Gay . . .
your pretty white neck in that
coarse rope noose, your hands
tied behind you. The rope will
tighten and you'll scream. It'll be
awful, awful!"
"No!" Gay sobbed hysterically.
"Nol I won't hang, I tell you . . .
I won't! I didn't kill Snediker! It
was Phil, Phil Martin who did it
I know because he told ma he
did!"
"Then hew did you set Snedi-
ker's money?" Cathy hurled at
her relentlessly. "Hew did you-
get ui
"I took the money from Pafl,"
Gay sobbed,
"Was Phil still alive when you
took the money . from .him?"
ajvy asiiea net, .
A woman!" Corbin said half
aloud. "An' if that wasn't Cathy
Ballard, I'm plumb, loco. Now
what cfyoa appose she's doin'
here at this time o' night?"
HE TURNED quickly, saw Cathy
pull ua ita front of the board-
ing bouse, saw her dismount . . .
wher. he saw her trudge off to
ward the rear, he dashed back,
came panting up to her waiting
horse. He slipped down the length
of the shadowy path, reached the
end of it, jerked to a hasty stop
and flattened out against the pro
tective side of the house-when ho
heard voices!
"I know it's- terribly lata, Me.
Sutton," he heard Cathy say. "And
you know I wouldn't think of dis
turbing you if it wasn't necessary.
I simply must sea my sister:"
'HrVeWCMa, -Sutton's voice
said". "ComFTnT thv room is at
the head of the stairs, to the right
I'm going back to bed. You might
tell your sister to let you out
when you go, and to be sure to
lock up!"
"I will." Cathy answered. "And
thank you."
Corbin heard the door close,
but this time- the key did not
grate in the lock, nor did the bolt
rasp home. He smiled grimly,
slipped around to. the door, lis
tened at it for a moment, then, he
turned the knob gently. Th door
opened and' he peered inside. The
lower floor was dark . .'. he raised
his head, spied a tiny light on the
upper floor. He stepped inside
closed the door behind him, tip
toed to the stairway, drew a deep
breath, then he went up the stairs.
Presently he reached the landing;
"To the right," he muttered,
and turned in that direction. The
light was directly overhead in a
tiny swinging ceiling lamp. He
stopped, eyed it. reached up. and
with a single twist of his wrist
turned down the wick, plunging
the upper floor into total dark
ness. He had already noted tha
door. Now he inched his way up
to it, knelt down at the keybolo
put his ear to it.
"Why did he Mfl MntaetfT He
did kill himself, dido't he?"
"Yes," Gay answered. "He had
begged me to go away with him.
I'll never know why I agreed. It
must have been because he. was
so terribly unhappy, and I was
so sorry for him. Anyway, he
killed Snediker in order to get
money with which to finance our
going away. When he told me
what he had done, I was frantic,
r remember telling him that 1
wanted no part of him, of the
money. He tried to strike me. but
I avoided him somehow, man
aged to get out of the shack. I
was some distance away from- it
when I heard a shot I ran. back
and looked in.vPhil lay on the
floor. He ... he was dead."
"There was more than just the
five thousand- dollars, wasn't
there?
' "Oh, yes . . . quite a lot more. :
It's in my trunk."
"Get your things on. Gay.
We're going; to call a Sheriff 1
Loomis."
"The Sheriff?" Gay repeated; !
There was fear in her voice.
"Yes," Cathy said. "If youTre
telling the truth, and I think you
are now, you've nothing to fear.
Hurry. It's getting late.
A FEW minutes later 'the sisters
emerged from Gay's bedroonx
Corbin had already backed away
from the dooi anf into the pro
tective darkness of a far corner.
They groped theie way to the
stairs, went down the steps and
out of tiie house. When he heard
the back door close behind them,
he moved swiftly, entered Gay's
room, A lamp burned brightly
atop a bureau that stood against
oae wall . . . the trunk was just
be yon it The leek on the trunk
was old v. .it yielded without
offering much resistance to Cor
bin's knife blade, and; finally, te
pressure from the bane of his
gun. Locating the balance of Job
Snediker's money was even eas
ier. Corbin griiUM&bsqadlA poc
keted the money,. left the room
without delay. In another minute
he was safely out of the house.
In- the enveloping derMesa then
was a grim smile onhis face . . .
it was a reflection of a fiot he
wa conriytlrA-.
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