“Then trust me a little longer. Be quiet, and be patient.”

“But—”

“Sh!” warned Duff suddenly, throwing himself flat on the ground. “Down with you, Ash!”

“What is it?” whispered the hotel man in the gambler's ear as he too sank to the ground.

“Sh!” once more warned the gambler. “Use your eyes, George. Look out over the sand in the darkness. Do you see two men prowling this way?”

“Yes,” assented the hotel man, after a pause.

“They're looking for us—enemies, George. Use all your cunning. Above all, be silent and lie low! Don't make a move, unless I tell you to do so. Show your trust in me, Ash, as you've never shown it before. If you don't, we'll be cheated out of our revenge!”

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CHAPTER XXIII. RAFE AND JEFF MISCALCULATE

The two men whom the craven gambler had sighted were coming slowly onward, their movements suggesting a good deal of care and watchfulness.