“You go to Marlin City and take care of the jail, Silent.”
“My ——!” grunted Silent. “I’ll be a hermit yet.”
“Take Harp along for company and Buzzard and Romeo for the good of
society.”
“Change hermit to lunatic,” grunted Silent. “C’mon, orkestry.”
Brick slumped in his chair and grinned as he fumbled for the makings of
a cigaret. The tangled trails had been straightened out.
[Transcriber’s Note: This story appeared in Adventure Magazine,
May 20, 1922. It is believed to be in the public domain in the
United States; copyright status may differ in other countries.]