"It's Miss Fairchild," he said, with a smile. "I'll ask you to excuse the other hand; "it's otherwise engaged just at present."
Well, Mr. Easton, if you will make me speak first, I suppose I must. Don't you ever recognize old friends when you meet them in the West?"
OH!So that is what you are doing out here? A marshal!
. Among the newcomers were two young men, one of handsome presence with a bold, frank countenance and manner; the other a ruffled, glum-faced person, heavily built and roughly dressed. The two were handcuffed together.Miss Fairchild has recognize a old friend and they are greeting each other.
He's taking me to Leavenworth prison. It's seven years for counterfeiting."
Miss Fairchild finds out that Easton was handcuff to another man.He slightly raised his right hand, bound at the wrist by the shining "bracelet" to the left one of his companion. The glad look in the girl's eyes slowly changed to a bewildered horror.