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By Clarke Newton

CAST OF CHARACTERS NIKKI JEROME, heroine; blond, popular, is engaged to six-foot, black-haired STEVE MALLORY, hero; who is accompanying her on a trip to Nikki's aunt and uncle on a Wyoming dude ranch. Nikki's father, * PETER JEROME, is a wealthy New York jewel merchant.

Yesterday: Death is narrowly averted on the trail when Sarto’s horse plunges inte Fiske’s. Steve saves the day.

1 CHAPTER EIGHT

NCLE JIM strode over to where Sarto still sat astride his trembling, frightened horse. ' “What in burnin’ blue blazes did you -do to that horse?” he almost shouted: “Do you know you came near killin’ a man? And Steve Mal- _ lory,” he added. Sarto might be a guest but that didn’t save him. “Did you kick him or hit him back there? What made him jump like that? Mister, he’s been ridin’ this trail for years and he never done nothin’ like that before.” Sarto climbed down from the saddle sullenly. “How do you get that way.” He was snarling. “Who do you think you're talkin’ to? I don't know anything about horses. How should I know what happened?” Uncle Jim examined the girths, ® .Bancroft’s quiet, purring voice broke in. : “Mr, Sarto isn’t accustomed to horses and mountain trails,” he said. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have in- ~~ sisted that he come along.” i He shot a quick glance at his companion. A “I didn’t intend that anything like this should happen. I think he will get along better when we get to the camp.” “Maybe I was a little hasty,” apologized Uncle Jim, but he reformed the line and put Sarto just behind Rance, Bancroft next and the others trailed them. Nikki studied the group . while this conversation went on. Fiske had regained his calm and gave no indication that he thought the matter anything but an accident. Sarto’s face didn’t tell her anything. She had never seen it anything but sullen blankness. She reached over and touched Steve and wished for a moment they were both back at the ranch. Steve said" ~~ “You all right?” and she smiled back and nodded. They continued on up the trail. .

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UST before dark they reached the cabin. It had been built several years before as a base for hunting parties. There was one big room with a wood fireplace that served the double purpose of heating the cabin and for cooking in bad weather. This room was lined with double-deck bunks. Behind it was a smaller auxiliary room with only four bunks. This Uncle Jim turned . over to Nikki, as the bunks in the . larger room would easily accommodate the men. Within a few minutes of their arrival Woody had a big fire going. A few minutes later the satisfactory hissing of searing steaks. The fire light sent flickering fingers of light " scurrying off into the darkening fringe of timber. Nikki strolled over to Steve and said: “Steve dear, please be careful. I'm going to tell you about Bancroft ‘and Dad and all just as soon as we can get a minute alone. But will you please-h time? And don’t get into any trouble with Bancroft, or Sarto, either. Will you promise?” “Sure. But nothing’s goth to happen to me. How about a little promising on your account?” “I’m all right,” she assured him. “Except that I'm getting a little bit scared.” “Scared of what? You're not letting that little accident this afternoon frighten ygu? Wait a minute. You don’t think Sarto deliberately tried to push Fiske off the trail?” “I don’t know, but that’s why I want you to be careful. I can’t tell you any more. Here comes Rance.”

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“ ELL,” said Rance. “How'd you stand the trip? Feel any the worse for your dive this afternoon, Steve?” : “Not a bit. Feeling fine.” “That's good.” A frown wrinkled Rance’s forehead. “I can’t understand how it could have happened. We've brought 20 parties up here and that’s the first accident. 1 know that equipment was all right. I saddled Sarto’s horse myself this morning.” He turned. “Well, I've got to go straighten out the hunting stuff.” “He’s a bear for details, isn’t he,” said Steve, grinning. “The Lazy R * stable looks like a filing cabinet. One ~ of the men told me Rance couldn't stand to see a thing out of place. I'd bet money that accident didn’t happen through any slip-up of his.” Just then Woody called and they went over to get their plates and cups and have them filled. They ate hugely and after their camp supper sat quietly over cigarets and watched the eddying flames as the night wind explored the embers. Nikki rose, walked slowly past the edge of the clearing and out of the light cast by the fire thinking Steve would see and follow. But he was busily engaged with Woody in a discussion over whether a deer or an antelope was the most difficult to hunt. “You look lonely out here.”

“I wasn't,” said Nikki. Bancroft :

stepped nearer. “I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as yoy are tonight. I don’t usually tell women they're beautiful. If they are, they know it. Do you xnow what I think about you?” “I know what I think,” said Nikki. “I think we’ll go back to the others.” - “Not yet,” said Bancroft. “We won't go back until I tell you something. I'm going to see you when we get back to New York. I'm going to see you—plenty. And maybe you

won’t be so sorry to see me, either.” |.

“You know I'm engaged to Steve Mallory,” said Nikki, wishing his voice didn’t make her shudder inside. “What makes you think I would be glad to see you?” “You asked me the other day if I knew your father. Maybe I do know him. And maybe he knows ty well. Maybe he’ll be glad have you going out with me.” He

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