When he discovered the stranger among the horses, there could be hardly a doubt of his business, but he waited till he was in the act of riding off with his own horse before he called out the startling words which told the thief he was caught.
A man who is used to getting the drop on others is quite sure to know when that little point is made on him. The intruder was on the point of leaping upon the back of Nick’s[70] pony2, but checked himself and promptly3 reached both hands upward.
“You’ve got the drop on me, pard, this time, but go easy,” said he in a voice as cheery as if he were talking about the weather.
“Face toward the fire, walk straight forward and don’t stop, turn round, or try anything till you get the word from me.”
All this time, the thief was striving to gain a sight of the individual who held him at his mercy. It was evident he did not recognize the voice, and there may have been something in Nick’s tones which led him to think he was not a full grown man. He was standing4 erect5, with his Winchester levelled, and nothing in the world was easier than for him to send a bullet through his body.
Border law never would have questioned the act: rather it would have blamed him for showing mercy. But Nick Ribsam, like every right-thinking person, looked upon the taking of human life in its true light, and as never right unless to save his own. The man before him was trying to steal his property, but nothing[71] more. No doubt he would have been quick to shoot Nick if their situations were reversed, but this could not affect the views of the youth. As yet he had no right to harm him.
Nick assumed a ferocity that he was far from feeling. He was playing a part, and doing it well.
When the thief heard the command, he hesitated, as if unwilling6 to obey it.
“I guess you hadn’t better insist on that,” he said, with a half laugh, full of significance.
“What do you mean, sir?”
“If you start to foller me to the camp, my pard, just behind you, will give it to you in the neck.”
This was alarming, and for a moment Nick was in doubt what to do. If he should start to drive the horse thief before him, only to find that his armed companion was doing the same with him, the tables would be turned in the highest style of the art.
But the youth’s brightness came to his aid. He knew that if this man had a comrade in his wrong doing, he would have put in an[72] appearance before matters had reached this interesting stage: he never would have remained in the background, while Nick was securing the drop on the other.
He had no one with him. He was alone, and was trying a trick on his captor.
“Walk on,” said Nick; “when your partner shows up, we’ll attend to his case.”
The rogue7 saw there was no help for it, and, without another word of protest, walked sullenly8 in the direction of the camp fire.
The prisoner seemed to have concluded that, inasmuch as he had to submit, his true plan was to do so gracefully9. He walked with a certain dignity along the line pointed11 out, while Nick kept a few paces to the rear, with his Winchester ready for instant call.
It was the first time he was ever placed in such a situation, and, as may be supposed, his emotions were peculiar12. As the figure in front grew more distinct in the light of the camp fire, he saw that he was of unusual size, being at at least six feet tall, long-limbed, and thin of frame. There could be no doubt he was fully10 armed, with the exception of a rifle,[73] which, for some reason or other, was absent. He had probably left it near by, in order that nothing might hinder the best use of his arms while committing his crime.
Nick cleverly shortened the space separating them, for he was afraid of some trick on the part of his captive. The scamp might open on the sleeping cowboys and riddle13 them before he could prevent. But such fears were causeless. A course of that kind, as he himself well knew, would insure his instant death at the hands of his captor. It would have been more reasonable had he turned like a flash, when in the partial gloom, and let fly at Nick, instead of pointing both hands at the stars with such readiness when ordered so to do.
Had the fellow known what he learned a few minutes later, he would have done that very thing, and with almost certain success; for his revolver could have been drawn14 and fired before the youth would have suspected what was going on.
At the moment the stranger came into full view, near the fire and the sleepers15, his captor called:
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“Halt! that will do!”
To Nick’s astonishment16 he saw two figures rise like shadows from the ground. They were Strubell and Lattin, who, flinging off their blankets, stood each with revolver in hand, ready for business. In fact, the loud call of Nick was meant to awaken17 one or both of them, for matters were assuming that shape that the young man felt he must have their help at once.
His loud summons, however, was unnecessary, for the words which had already passed between the captor and his prisoner had brought them to their senses. Men like them are light sleepers, and they were quick to discover what was going on. More than that, they recognized the voice of the intruder as that of Bell Rickard, one of the most desperate horse thieves in the Southwest.
Had the fellow tried the trick on Nick, the Texans held themselves prepared to bound into the affray, and rush it to a conclusion like a cyclone18, but the words they overheard gave them a clue to what was going on. They saw that the great connoisseur19 in horse flesh had[75] put his foot in it in the worst kind of a way. He was in the power of a boy, who had actually made him a prisoner—a feat20 which the sheriffs of half a dozen counties had been trying for months in vain to do.
They hardly expected Nick to bring him into camp without trouble; and though Strubell and Lattin lay motionless on the ground, listening and awaiting events, they had loosened their blankets, drawn their weapons, and were on the alert.
But the great Rickard, at the moment of halting, found himself face to face with the two cowboys, whom he had known well for several years, and with whom he had exchanged more than one shot, each fired with the intent to kill.
“Howdy, Bell?” said Strubell, with a smile on his handsome face which had a world of meaning; “I hope you feel well, pard.”
“Tollyble, thank you,” replied the rogue, extending his hand to each of the cowboys in turn; “how is it with you?”
Lattin answered for both that they were well, and then invited the new arrival to a seat[76] by the fire. Rickard returned thanks as courteously21 as if he were receiving the greatest favor that could be granted him.
The next moment the three were lolling side by side, as smiling and seemingly on as good terms as though they were brothers. Bell carried his brierwood with him, and Strubell passed him his little sack of tobacco, from which he helped himself, the party mingling22 their smoke, smiling and even laughing at the jocose23 remarks that were passed.
Herbert Watrous slept on, undisturbed by the noise, while Nick Ribsam stood in the background, viewing the scene, which impressed him as the most extraordinary he had ever witnessed.
“Let me see,” said Lattin reflectively, “it’s several months since we last met: do you remember where it was?”
“I think,” replied Rickard, looking thoughtfully at the stars, as if busy with memory, “that it was in Laredo, at Brown’s place.”
“You’re right,” struck in the cowboy; “we had a shooting scrap24, and I came near passing in my checks.”
“Yes,” laughed Bell, “I thought I had you that time, but I fired too quick; the lights went out, and then the room was full of smoke and bullets. When things cleared up, you wasn’t there.”
“No,” said Lattin, “you folks were too thick for me, and I lit out; I swum the Rio Grande, just as Ben Thompson did when he got catched in the same place and in the same way. He got off without a scratch, as he did hundreds of times before, only to catch it at Santone at last, as he was bound to do sooner or later.”
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