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iff！ Then the finish！ Only a Yaqui could have done that。。。。Thorne； you didn't miss it？〃
〃Yes； I was down and out；〃 replied the cavalryman。
〃It's a shame。 Greatest stunt I ever seen！ Thorne； you're standin' up pretty fair。 How about you？ Dick； is he bad hurt？〃
〃No； he's not。 A hard knock on the skull and a scalp wound； 〃 replied Dick。 〃Here； Jim； let me help you over this place。〃
Step by step Gale got the two injured men down the uneven declivity and then across the narrow lava bridge over the fissure。 Here he bade them rest while he went along the trail on that side to search for Laddy。 Gale found the ranger stretched out； face downward； a reddened hand clutching a gun。 Gale thought he was dead。 Upon examination； however； it was found that Ladd still lived； though he had many wounds。 Gale lifted him and carried him back to the others。
〃He's alive； but that's all；〃 said Dick； as he laid the ranger down。 〃Do what you can。 Stop the blood。 Laddy's tough as cactus； you know。 I'll hurry back for Mercedes and Yaqui。〃
Gale； like a fleet； sure…footed mountain sheep； ran along the trail。 When he came across the Mexican； Rojas's last ally； Gale had evidence of the terrible execution of the 。405。 He did not pause。 On the first part of that descent he made faster time than had Rojas。 But he exercised care along the hard； slippery； ragged slope leading to the ledge。 Presently he came upon Mercedes and the Yaqui。 She ran right into Dick's arms； and there her strength； if not her courage； broke； and she grew lax。
〃Mercedes； you're safe！ Thorne's safe。 It's all right now。〃
〃Rojas！〃 she whispered。
〃Gone！ To the bottom of the crater！ A Yaqui's vengeance； Mercedes。〃
He heard the girl whisper the name of the Virgin。 Then he gathered her up in his arms。
〃Come； Yaqui。〃
The Indian grunted。 He had one hand pressed close over a bloody place in his shoulder。 Gale looked keenly at him。 Yaqui was inscrutable； as of old； yet Gale somehow knew that wound meant little to him。 The Indian followed him。
Without pausing； moving slowly in some places； very carefully in others； and swiftly on the smooth part of the trail； Gale carried Mercedes up to the rim and along to the the others。 Jim Lash worked awkardly over Ladd。 Thorne was trying to assist。 Ladd； himself； was conscious； but he was a pallid； apparently a death…stricken man。 The greeting between Mercedes and Thorne was calmstrangely so； it seemed to Gale。 But he was calm himself。 Ladd smiled at him； and evidently would have spoken had he the power。 Yaqui then joined the group； and his piercing eyes roved from one to the other； lingering longest over Ladd。
〃Dick； I'm figger'n hard；〃 said Jim； faintly。 〃In a minute it 'll be up to you an' Mercedes。 I've about shot my bolt。。。。Reckon you'll do best by bringin' up blanketswatersaltfirewood。 Laddy's gotone chancein a hundred。 Fix him upfirst。 Use hot salt water。 If my leg's brokeset it best you can。 That hole in Yaquionly 'll bother him a day。 Thorne's bad hurt。。。Now rustleDick； oldboy。〃
Lash's voice died away in a husky whisper； and he quietly lay back； stretching out all but the crippled leg。 Gale examined it； assured himself the bones had not been broken； and then rose ready to go down the trail。
〃Mercedes； hold Thorne's head up； in your lapso。 Now I'll go。〃
On the moment Yaqui appeared to have completed the binding of his wounded shoulder； and he started to follow Gale。 He paid no attention to Gale's order for him to stay back。 But he was slow； and gradually Gale forged ahead。 The lingering brightness of the sunset lightened the trail； and the descent to the arroyo was swift and easy。 Some of the white horses had come in for water。 Blanco Sol spied Gale and whistled and came pounding toward him。 It was twilight down in the arroyo。 Yaqui appeared and began collecting a bundle of mesquite sticks。 Gale hastily put together the things he needed； and； packing them all in a tarpaulin； he turned to retrace his steps up the trail。
Darkness was setting in。 The trail was narrow； exceedingly steep； and in some places fronted on precipices。 Gale's burden was not very heavy； but its bulk made it unwieldy； and it was always overbalancing him or knocking against the wall side of the trail。 Gale found it necessary to wait for Yaqui to take the lead。 The Indian's eyes must have seen as well at night as by day。 Gale toiled upward； shouldering； swinging； dragging the big pack； and； though the ascent of the slope was not really long； it seemed endless。 At last they reached a level； and were soon on the spot with Mercedes and the injured men。
Gale then set to work。 Yaqui's part was to keep the fire blazing and the water hot； Mercedes's to help Gale in what way she could。 Gale found Ladd had many wounds； yet not one of them was directly in a vital place。 Evidently； the ranger had almost bled to death。 He remained unconcious through Gale's operations。 According to Jim Lash； Ladd had one chance in a hundred； but Gale considered it one in a thousand。 Having done all that was possible for the ranger； Gale slipped blankets under and around him； and then turned his attention to Lash。
Jim came out of his stupor。 A mushrooming bullet had torn a great hole in his leg。 Gale； upon examination； could not be sure the bones had been missed； but there was no bad break。 The application of hot salt water made Jim groan。 When he had been bandaged and laid beside Ladd； Gale went on to the cavalryman。 Thorne was very weak and scarcely conscious。 A furrow had been plowed through his scalp down to the bone。 When it had been dressed； Mercedes collapsed。 Gale laid her with the three in a row and covered them with blankets and the tarpaulin。
Then Yaqui submitted to examination。 A bullet had gone through the Indian's shoulder。 To Gale it appeared serious。 Yaqui said it was a flea bite。 But he allowed
Gale to bandage it； and obeyed when he was told to lie quiet in his blanket beside the fire。
Gale stood guard。 He seemed still calm； and wondered at what he considered a strange absence of poignant feeling。 If he had felt weariness it was now gone。 He coaxed the fire with as little wood as would keep it burning； he sat beside it； he walked to and fro close by； sometimes he stood over the five sleepers； wondering if two of them； at least； would ever awaken。
Time had passed swiftly； but as the necessity for immediate action had gone by； the hours gradually assumed something of their normal length。 The night wore on。 The air grew colder； the stars brighter； the sky bluer； and； if such could be possible； the silence more intense。 The fire burned out； and for lack of wood could not be rekindled。 Gale patrolled his short beat； becoming colder and damper as dawn approached。 The darkness grew so dense that he could not see the pale faces of the sleepers。 He dreaded the gray dawn and the light。 Slowly the heavy black belt close to the lava changed to a pale gloom； then to gray； and after that morning came quickly。
The hour had come for Dick Gale to face his great problem。 It was natural that he hung back a little at first； natural that when he went forward to look at the quiet sleepers he did so with a grim and stern force urging him。 Yaqui stirred； roused； yawned； got up； and； though he did not smile at Gale； a light shone swiftly across his dark face。 His shoulder drooped and appeared stiff； otherwise he was himself。 Mercedes lay in deep slumber。 Thorne had a high fever； and was beginning to show signs of restlessness。 Ladd seemed just barely alive。 Jim Lash slept as if he was not much the worse for his wound。
Gale rose from his examination with a sharp breaking of his cold mood。 While there was life in Thorne and Ladd there was hope for them。 Then he faced his problem； and his decision was instant。
He awoke Mercedes。 How wondering； wistful； beautiful was that first opening flash of her eyes！ Then the dark； troubled thought came。 Swiftly she sat up。
〃Mercedescome。 Are you all right？ Laddy is alive Thorne's not not so bad。 But we've got a job on our hands！ You must help me。〃
She bent over Thorne and laid her hands on his hot face。 Then she rosea woman such as he had imagined she might be in an hour of trial。
Gale took up Ladd as carefully and gently as possible。
〃Mercedes； bring what you can carry and follow me；〃 he said。 Then； motioning for Yaqui to remain there； he turned down the slope with Ladd in his arms。
Neither pausing nor making a misstep nor conscious of great effort； Gale carried the wounded man down into the arroyo。 Mercedes kept at his heels； light； supple； lithe as a panther。 He left her with Ladd and went back。 When he had started off with Thorne in his arms he felt the tax on his strength。 Surely and swiftly； however； he bore the cavalryman down the trail to lay him beside Ladd。 Again he started back； and when he began to mount the steep lava steps he was hot； wet； breathing hard。 As he reached the scene of that night's camp a voice greeted him。 Jim Lash was sitting up。
〃Hello； Dick。 I woke some late this mornin'。 Where's Laddy？ Dick； you ain't a…goin' to say〃
〃Laddy's alivethat's about all；〃 replied Dic