I smiled at the absolute innocence and wonder with which she
spoke, and replied, "I know now, Miss Cullen, why you said I was
braver than the Britishers."
"How do you know?"
I couldn't resist getting in a side-shot at Lord Ralles, who had
mounted his mule and sat scowling. "The train-robbers were such
thoroughgoing duffers at the trade," I said, "that if they had
left their names and addresses they wouldn't have made it much
easier. We Americans may not know enough to deal with real road
agents, but we can do something with amateurs."
"What are we stopping here for?" snapped Lord Ralles.
"I'm sure I don't know," I responded. "Miss Cullen, if you will
kindly pass us, and then if Lord Ralles will follow you, we will
go on to the cabin. I must ask you to keep close together."
"I stay or go as I please, and not by your orders," asserted Lord
Ralles, snappishly.
"Out in this part of the country," I said calmly, "it is
considered shocking bad form for an unarmed man to argue with one
who carries a repeating rifle. Kindly follow Miss Cullen." And,
leaning over, I struck his mule with the loose ends of my bridle,
starting it up the trail.
When we reached the cabin the deputy told me that he had made
Frederic strip and had searched his clothing, finding nothing. I
ordered Lord Ralles to dismount and go into the cabin.
"For what?" he demanded.
"We want to search you," I answered.
"I don't choose to be searched," he protested. "You have shown no
warrant, nor--"
I wasn't in a mood towards him to listen to his talk. I swung my
Winchester into line and announced, "I was sworn in last night as
a deputy-sheriff, and am privileged to shoot a train-robber on
sight. Either dead or alive, I'm going to search your clothing
inside of ten minutes; and if you have no preference as to
whether the examination is an ante- or post-mortem affair, I
certainly haven't."
That brought him down off his high horse,--that is, mule,--and I
sent the deputy in with him with directions to toss his clothes
out to me, for I wanted to keep my eye on Miss Cullen and her
brother, so as to prevent any legerdemain on their part.
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