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广州夜场KTV直招女孩无竞争压力实力团队驻场无任务无费用

“Who do you s’pose hid over the harness-room?”

“It might have been Slim, or Kreeger, or even Pedro. The whole thing was certainly a put-up job–damn them!” His voice shook with sudden passion. “Well, we’ll soon know,” he finished, and his mouth clamped shut.

Already the row of cottonwoods that lined the creek42 was faintly visible ahead, a low, vague mass, darker a little than the background of blue-black sky. Both spurred their jaded43 horses and a moment or two later pulled up with a jerk at the gate. Before his mount had come to a standstill, Bud was out of his saddle fumbling44 with the catch. When he swung it open, Stratton dashed through, swiftly crossed the shallow creek, and galloped45 up the long, easy slope beyond.

A chill struck him as the ranch-house loomed46 up, ominously47 black and desolate48 as any long-deserted dwelling49. He had forgotten for an instant the heavy, wooden shutters50, and when, with teeth clenched and heart thudding in his throat, he reached the veranda51 corner, the sight of that yellow glow streaming from the open door gave him a momentary shock of supreme52 relief.

An instant later he saw the shattered door, and the color left his face. In two strides he crossed the porch and, with fingers tightening53 about the butt54 of his Colt, he stared searchingly around the big, brightly-lighted, strangely empty-looking room.

It held but a single occupant. Huddled55 in a chair on the further side of the long table was Mrs. Archer56. Both hands rested on the polished oak, and clutched in her small, wrinkled hands was a heavy, cumbrous revolver, pointed57 directly at the door. Her white, strained face, stamped with an expression of hopeless tragedy, looked ten years older than when Buck had last seen it. As she recognized him she dropped the gun and tottered58 to her feet.

“Oh!” she cried, in a sharp, wailing59 voice. “You! You!”

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