Part 50 (1/2)

He must halt his rescuers, and signal them to approach on foot!

A moment Alex thought, then casually remarking to the cowman, ”I'm going to open the window. It's hot,” unlatched and swung the sash inward. The move pa.s.sed unnoticed, and leaning out he pretended to call the chickens.

What he was in reality doing was energetically waving his handkerchief backwards and forwards below, making the railroad ”stop” signal.

The hors.e.m.e.n came on. If they came much farther they would be heard!

He paused, and waved again, more energetically. The third horseman pulled up. Quickly Alex followed with the signal to ”come ahead with caution.”

The rear pony spurred forward, pulled up beside the second, and apparently at a call, the Indian also halted. On Alex repeating the last signal, all dismounted, and he knew he had been understood.

Leaving their horses where they were, the three men came on at a quick walk. Alex, continuing to talk to the hens, could scarcely contain his secret delight.

When his rescuers were within a hundred yards of the cabin, he once more signalled caution, and they continued stealthily, revolvers in hand.

They reached the corner of the house, unheard by the men at the table.

The superintendent raised his eyebrows questioningly. Alex glanced over his shoulder, and nodded sharply. The next moment there was a rush of feet without, and all in a twinkle Bennet and the cowman were out of their chairs, at the door, and staggering back before three threatening revolvers. Staring open-mouthed, they brought up beside the overturned table.

Alex's words were the first. ”These were the chickens I was calling, Mr.

Bennet,” he remarked gleefully. The K. & Z. man recovered himself and turned on the boy, white with pa.s.sion. He was stopped by an exclamation from Finnan. ”Bennet! George Bennet! What are you doing here?”

”Perhaps this will explain, sir,” said Alex, handing over the map, which he had caught up during the excitement. Bennet made a frantic move to intercept him, but promptly Little Hawk's revolver was in his face, and he sank back into a chair, gritting his teeth.

”A plan showing every bridge and culvert on our line, and directions for blowing them all up, simultaneously! Well--” Words failed the superintendent.

”And this is what you have come to, Bennet? I'd never have believed it!”

There was a second awkward silence, when Superintendent Finnan suddenly broke it with, ”Look here. I've got you now, haven't I? I've got you where I can put you in jail for a year or so at least. Well, instead of doing that, I'll make you a proposition:

”Drop all this kind of work; guarantee that there will be no more of it--agree to make it a straight, square building race between your road and mine, the first one to reach the Pa.s.s to win--guarantee that, and I'll let you go.

”Do you agree?”

Bennet rose to his feet and held out his hand. ”I'll give you my solemn word, Finnan.

”And--and I'm awfully sorry I ever consented to go into this kind of thing,” the K. & Z. man went on, a quaver in his voice. ”But it was put up to me, and when I'd taken the first step, I thought I'd have to carry it through.”

He turned to Alex. ”I'm sorry for the way you have been treated, my lad.

You are a plucky boy, and straight. You keep on as you have, and you'll never find yourself in the position I am.

”I offered him two hundred dollars cash and a hundred a month to keep his mouth quiet,” the speaker explained to the superintendent, ”and he refused it.”

”How about the Antelope viaduct, Mr. Finnan?” Alex asked as they rode away, he on one of Munson's loaned ponies. ”It wasn't blown up?”

”No, but an attempt of some kind was made. Rather a mysterious affair,”

the superintendent said. ”Late last night an Italian of the fill gang was seen stealing to one of the main foundations, then kicking and tearing something to pieces. Norton followed him, and found some fuses, and fragments of paper that had been wrapped about some strange kind of explosive, which apparently had failed to ignite. The Italian has not been seen since.”

Alex was chuckling. ”I think I can guess why that 'strange explosive'