"Oh, mother, mother!" wailed Echo. "Jack—I have sent him away."
"Sent him away," repeated the startled Mrs. Allen.
"Yes," assured Echo.
"You don't mean to say he is guilty—you don't mean—"
"No, no!" interrupted Echo. "Oh, I never thought of that—he must come back—call Dad, call Slim."
Echo had forgotten Jack's promise to Slim. He, too, in his period of stress had overlooked the fact that he was a suspected murderer. Now he had fled. He must be brought back to clear his good name.
Mrs. Allen called her husband and the Sheriff into the room.
"What's the row?" shouted the Sheriff.
"Jack's gone," cried Mrs. Allen.
In amazement the two men could only repeat the news, "Gone!"