brought any along. Then you'd better take in the body of the sheriff also. Hammond, a word with you!"
This totally unexpected acquiescence on the part of Gramont seemed to stun Chacherre into inaction. He half moved, as though uncertain whether to bar Gramont from the prisoner, then he stepped aside as Gramont advanced. A gesture to his two companions prevented them from interfering.
"Keep 'em covered, though," he said, shifting his own rifle slightly and watching with a scowl of suspicion.
Gramont ignored him and went up to Hammond, with a look of warning.
"You'll have to submit to this, old man," he said, in a tone that the others could not overhear. "Don't dream that I'm deserting you; but I want a good look at this place if all three of them go away. They must not suspect"
"Cap'n, look out!" broke in Hammond, urgently. "This here is a gang—the whole thing is a frame-up on me!"
"I know it—I was present when the sheriff was murdered; but keep quiet. I'll come to Houma later to-night and see you." He
