“I have it and that’s why you tried to get away!” Connie cried. “And another thing—where did you get that roll of money which I saw you counting? You had it cached in the kiva and it’s my money! Money that you stole from me that night at Eagle Pass!”
“You’re crazy,” muttered Blakeman, but his expression disclosed that Connie’s accusation had been a true one.
“You were the one who held me up,” Connie cried with conviction. “You’ve kept the money hidden here in the kiva, and that’s why you never wanted anyone to come near this place. Give me my money!”
Blakeman started to retreat. Connie and Enid followed.
“Give me my money,” Connie repeated again. “If you don’t——”
The foreman whirled around.
“I’ll give you something else,” he shouted angrily. “When you strike the bottom of the canyon you’ll not be apt to carry any tales!”
He hurled himself toward the girls. Enid gave a piercing scream. Whether or not the man intended to push them off the narrow ledge the girls never knew for before he could touch them a cool voice rang out.
“Stand where you are, Forest Blakeman. And reach for the sky!”
Wheeling around, Enid and Connie saw Jim Barrows leap nimbly down from the rocks, his gun trained on the foreman.