Deadwood Dick Jr. Branded: or, Red Rover at Powder Pocket.. Wheeler Edward Lytton

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СКАЧАТЬ what I expected, at your hands. You have got me; you mean to do away with me. Well, I do not blame you for that."

      "Thunder! but you are a brave cuss, Dick Bristol! What a team you and I would make, if we could only have confidence in each other and work together! But, that is out of the question."

      "Entirely out of the question."

      "Then, what can you propose?"

      "Let me go, and I pledge you my word not to move against you for a period of ten days, you to observe the same armistice."

      "And after that?"

      "War to the knife again!"

      "I hope you do not take me for a fool."

      "Not at all, save only that all villains are fools in that they go wrong instead of right."

      "Have a care, Bristol! Some word of yours may cost your life without a moment's notice. I am not the man to brook many such insults. I give you warning."

      "Neither are you a coward, Red Rover. You would not shoot me down handcuffed as I am."

      Again a murmur ran through the band.

      "You have nothing more to propose?"

      "No; I considered that proposition a sort of even exchange; that was all."

      "An exchange? Where does the exchange come in, I would like to know? I do not see that I would be getting anything out of it."

      "It would be giving me my life for yours. I could have picked you off easily when you entered that car after me, but spared you."

      "Ha! ha! Lucky for you you didn't do that; you would have been a dead man the same instant."

      "And you would have been just as dead, for I seldom miss my mark when I take a bead on a man."

      "Then why didn't you shoot me? Come, now, why didn't you?"

      "Because I knew it would cost the lives of the others in the car, who hadn't the nerve to follow where I led, on the first occasion. It would have been much easier to have shot you than it was to take those two fellows who already had the drop on the car."

      "Well, that cuts no ice with me, since you didn't spare me for any love you have for me. There is really no reason why I should spare you, that I can see."

      "Nor I."

      "Then what are you kicking about?"

      "All I am asking is a fair chance. When I put on these handcuffs I had your word that I would get that."

      "And I have given it and you have refused it. I can do nothing more than that. It has been war to the knife between us, as you expressed it, and I have won the fight. I would be a fool to give up the advantage gained."

      "Just as you have a mind to look at it."

      "Suppose you had captured me, would you let me go again?"

      "No, sir!"

      "Then say no more about it. Neither can I let you go. I would be a fool if I did."

      "Well, I have to agree with you, Captain Joaquin. As I said before, there is no use in our trying to fool each other. We are foes to the bitter end, and so be it."

      The outlaw gave a nod and a wave of the hand in acquiescence, and which, at the same time, cut the subject short.

      A little later he called a halt.

      "Here, men," he said, "is the place for us to part company. You know what the programme is."

      They answered that they did.

      "You, Hurley, I will make my lieutenant in place of Hoxey. Take the men on at speed to Injun Ford, and there divide your force, half going up the creek and half down. Part by twos, and scatter to every point of the compass until the time of meeting, as agreed."

      "All right; we understand," answered Hurley.

      Captain Joaquin dismounted.

      "But, what about ther prisoner?" his lieutenant inquired. "What are we goin' to do with him?"

      "Hang me if I know," responded the Red Rover, rubbing his chin in a meditative manner.

      "Jist whatever you say, captain," assured Hurley.

      "I am afraid to trust him with you, boys," decided Captain Joaquin, after a few moments' reflection. "He would be sure to find the soft spot in your hearts, if you have got such organs, and play upon it. I guess I will take him with me. Dismount, Deadwood Dick!"

      "And be murdered in cold blood somewhere in the mountain passes?"

      "You will be shot here and now if you don't."

      "Well, it is about as broad as it is long," observed Dick, throwing his leg over and leaping lightly to the ground. "You hold the winning card, captain."

      "Yes, and I intend to play it for all there is in it, too," was the rejoinder. "Come, boys, off with you, and make all the time you can, for the sheriff and his posse will be on your trail in less than two hours."

      "And let him catch us if he can!" cried Hurley, as he touched his horse and led the way, the riderless horses being led.

      The others cheered as they followed, and as soon as they had passed out of sight, Captain Joaquin turned to Dick and said:

      "Now, then, Deadwood Dick, you follow me."

       CHAPTER V.

      TURNING THE TABLES

      Captain Joaquin met with the surprise of his life, just there!

      Deadwood Dick's hands came up to the level, the handcuffs swinging by one wrist, and in each hand a gun!

      "I prefer to have you follow me, Red Rover!" Dick said grimly. "If you make a move or a sound you are a dead man in the same instant, I give you fair warning."

      The outlaw turned as white as chalk.

      "Curse you!" he hissed. "You have tricked me, after all!"

      "Everything is fair in love and war," with a smile. "You are my prisoner."

      "Cursed idiot that I was for not hanging you to the first tree we came to! But, do you not mean to give me a show?"

      "About as much of a show as you gave me, perhaps."

      "You have got me; I own the corn. But let us come to some sort of terms. I have got about seventy thousand dollars here in this bag; I'll divide even with you and each go his way."

      "What is the use of dividing, when I can have it all if I want to take it?"

      "Do not be too sure of that – "

      "Hold! I read your thought in your eyes, my man. If you make a move to get a gun you will die before you can say scat! Dick Bristol seldom misses his mark."

      "Curse you! But before you shall have this wealth you shall murder me to get it; I will defend it СКАЧАТЬ