Warfield, he don't want the damn Swede hanging around. So you go with
them, Loney. This is to what you call a show-down."
"We'll want the dog," Lone told him, but Swan shook his head. Hawkins
and Warfield had come from the house and were approaching the stable.
Swan looked at Lone, and Lone went forward to meet them.
"The Swede followed along on the ridge, and he didn't see anything," he
volunteered, before Warfield could question him. "We might put his dog
on the trail and see which way she went from here."
Warfield thought that a good idea. He was so sure that Lorraine must be
somewhere within a mile or two of the place that he seemed to think the
search was practically over when Jack, nosing out the trail of Al
Woodruff, went trotting toward Spirit Canyon.
"Took the wrong turn after she left the corrals here," Warfield
commented relievedly. "She wouldn't get far, up this way."
"There's the track of two horses," Hawkins said abruptly. "That there is
the girl's horse, all right--there's a hind shoe missing. We saw where
her horse had cast a shoe, coming over Juniper Ridge.
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