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Brand, Max, 1892-1944

"Trailin'!"


The three men who were already in the room had been prepared by Glendin
for this new arrival, but the fact was almost too much for their
credence. Consequently they rose, and Dr. Young muttered at the ear of
Glendin: "Is it possible, Deputy Glendin, that you're going to use these
fellows?"
"A thief to catch a thief," whispered Glendin in reply.
He said aloud: "Butch, I've been looking for you for a long time, but I
really never expected to see you quite as close as this."
"You've said it," grinned Butch, "I ain't been watchin' for you real
close, but now that I see you, you look more or less like a man should
look. H'ware ye, Glendin?"
He held out his hand, but the deputy, shifting his position, seemed to
overlook the grimy proffered palm.
"You fellows know that you're wanted by the law," he said, frowning on
them.
A grim meaning rose in the vacuous eye of Lovel; Isaacs caressed his
diamond pin, smiling in a sickly fashion; McNamara's wandering stare
fixed and grew unhumanly bright; Ufert openly dropped his hand on his
gun-butt and stood sullenly defiant.


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