to stay, I fancy. He told me he had left his horse tied a mile or so
down the road. Then a while back orders came to close down, air tight.
We're used to such orders. Nobody can go out or come in, you understand.
And there are guards placed. That made him uneasy. He told me then he
was a hop fiend. I've seen them before, and I got uneasy, too. If he
came to the worst I might have to tie and gag him. I know how they are."

"Go ahead," I urged. He had stopped to listen.

"I don't like that Cortinez being so handy like out there," he
confessed.

"Hooper told him he could sleep. He's not likely to pay attention to us.
Miss Emory and I have been talking aloud."

"I hope not. Well, then, Ramon came by and stopped to talk to me for a
minute. I had to hide Artie in a box-stall and hope to God he kept
quiet. He wasn't as bad as he is now. Ramon told me about you being
caught, and went on. After that nothing must do but find you. He thought
you might have his dope. He'd have gone into the jaws of hell after it.
So I came along to keep him out of mischief."

"What are you going to do now?" asked the girl, who had kicked off her
slippers and had been walking a few paces to and fro.

"I don't know, ma'am. We've got to get away."

"We?"

"You mean me, too? Yes, ma'am! I have stood with the doings of this