NTIL the time for him to seek some means of reaching the spot, selected for the meeting, that he intended should be fatal to one of them, Kent Lomax walked the streets of the city, brooding deeply over his sorrows, and his determination to avenge Ruby, whom he looked upon with pity rather than anger, and her mother, whose death had been brought on by the act of Schuyler Cluett.
At daylight he sought a livery stable, and asked for a horse to ride out to the rendezvous.
"You can get a horse, sir, but you are unknown to us, and we must ask a deposit of his value," said the man.
"Ah! that is it, you fear I am a horse-thief; well, hitch a carriage for me and send a driver, one who knows how to reach this place," and he gave the directions where he wished to go.
Soon after he sprang into the vehicle and was driven away at a rapid pace, and in an hour's time was set down at a lonely spot on the riverbank.
Up the stream some distance he saw another vehicle draw up, and out of it sprang Schuyler Cluett and Rayford, and he walked hastily toward them.
"I am glad to see that you are not a coward," said Kent Lomax, addressing Schuyler Cluett.
"You are all wrong in this, Lomax, much as appearances are against me," said Cluett.
"I know I am right, for I have not had my eyes shut the past two months.