“The Overhang! The Overhang! It’s down—it’s filled the canyon! Runaway River is stoppered like with a cork in the neck of a bottle. The flood is coming!”
CHAPTER XXIX—HIS LAST CARD
Hunt lingered in his sister’s room after Joe Hurley had left them. They were talking when Maria came up to take away the tea things. The Mexican woman was greatly excited.
“Those bad men! She get it now—in the neck you say, si? My goodness, yes! He no run you out of town lak’ he say, Señor Hunt.”
“Who is this who wants to run me out?” asked Hunt good-naturedly. “I must be getting awfully unpopular in some quarters.”
“Those bad man at Tolley’s Grub Stake. Ah, yes, Señor! She hate you—my goodness, yes!”
Betty began to be troubled—as she always was when she heard her brother’s peace threatened.
“Have you heard something new, Maria?” she asked the woman.
“Cholo, he hear. He come just now from the sheriff. A man come to town and he say he want those bad man.”
“What bad man? Not my brother?” cried Betty.