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"The best time would be right after lunch. That would give you

five hours before Nichols was in here again," the sheriff

suggested.

"Suppose you draw a map, showing the route I'm to follow to reach

Cedar Mountain. I reckon I had better not trouble folks to ask

them the way." And the Texan grinned.

"That's right. I'll fix you up, and tell you later just where

you'll find the horse," Brandt answered.

"You're an officer yourself, lieutenant," said the lawyer. "You

know just how much evidence it takes to convict. Well, that's

just how much we want. If you have to communicate with us,

address 'T. L. Meredith, Box 117.' Better send your letter in

cipher. Here's a little code I worked out that we sometimes use.

Well, so-long. Good hunting, lieutenant."

Fraser nodded farewell, but did not offer to shake hands.