Purvis went on without heeding the interruption. "After I found out
about the fight I swung towards Elkhead. About five miles out of town
I met up with Rogers, the deputy sheriff at Elkhead. I thought you had
him fixed for us, Jim?"
"Damn his hide, I did. Is he playing us dirt now?"
"A frosty mornin' in December was nothin' to the way he talked."
"Cut all that short," said Rhinehart, "an' let's know if Rogers is
goin' to be able to keep the lynching party away from Haines!"
"He says he thinks it c'n be done for a couple of days," said Purvis,
"but the whole range is risin'. All the punchers are ridin' into
Elkhead an' wantin' to take a look at the famous Lee Haines. Rogers
says that when enough of 'em get together they'll take the law in
their own hands an' nothin' can stop 'em then."
"Why don't the rotten dog give Haines a chance to make a getaway?"
asked Silent. "Ain't we paid him his share ever since we started
workin' these parts?"
"He don't dare take the chance," said Purvis. "He says the boys are
talkin' mighty strong. They want action. They've put up a guard all
around the jail an' they say that if Haines gets loose they'll string
up Rogers.
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