The Heart of the Range by William Patterson White
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nobody no more."
"Was this here yore own idea," pursued Racey, "or did somebody sic you onto me?" Jake made no immediate answer. It was obvious that he was of two minds whether to speak or not. "Why not tell him?" suggested Kansas. "What's the odds?" At this Jake took a piece of paper from his vest pocket and handed it to Racey. "I found this lying on the floor of my office when I come back after attending to Bull," was his explanation. There were words printed on the slip of paper. They read: Look in Racey Dawson's room for what killed Bull. The communication was unsigned. Racey handed it back to Jake Rule. "Got any idea who put it in yore office?" he asked. Jake shook his head. "I dunno," he said. "The window was open. Anybody passing could 'a' throwed it in." "You satisfied now, Jake, or--" Racey did not complete the sentence. |
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