Half an hour later the entire outfit--twenty men besides Barkwell and
Weaver--left the ranchhouse and spread, fan-wise, over the plains west of
Manti.
* * * * *
They lost all sense of time. Several of them had ridden to Manti, making a
round of the places that were still open, but had returned, with no word
of Trevison. Corrigan had claimed to have seen him. But then, a man told
his questioner, Corrigan claimed Trevison had choked the banker to death.
He could believe both claims, or neither. So far as the man himself was
concerned, he was not going to commit himself. But if Trevison had done
the job, he'd done it well. The seekers after information rode out of
Manti on the run. At some time after midnight the entire outfit was
grouped near Clay Levins' house.
They held a short conference, and then Barkwell rode forward and hammered
on the door of the cabin.
"We're wantin' Clay, ma'am," said Barkwell in answer to the scared inquiry
that filtered through the closed door. "It's the Diamond K outfit."
"What do you want him for?"
"We was thinkin' that mebbe he'd know where 'Firebrand' is. 'Firebrand' is
sort of lost, I reckon."
The door flew open and Mrs. Levins, like a pale ghost, appeared in the
opening. "Trevison and Clay left here tonight. I didn't look to see what
time. Oh, I hope nothing has happened to them!"
They quieted her fears and fled out into the plains again, charging
themselves with stupidity for not being more diplomatic in dealing with
Mrs. Levins. During the early hours of the morning they rode again to the
Diamond K ranchhouse, thinking that perhaps Trevison had slipped by them
and returned. But Trevison had not returned, and the outfit gathered in
the timber near the house in the faint light of the breaking dawn,
disgusted, their horses jaded.
"It's mighty hard work tryin' to be an outlaw in this damned dude-ridden
country," wailed the disappointed Weaver. "Outlaws usual have a den or a
cave or a mountain fastness, or somethin', anyhow--accordin' to all the
literchoor I've read on the subject. If 'Firebrand's' got one, he's mighty
bashful about mentionin' it."
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