THE SECRET OUT.
"Celeste Seldon! It was _her_ name--_his_ daughter's name, and yet the
letter said that she was dead! Is this a coincidence, or is she alive,
and is this young girl the child of Andrew Seldon the real?"
So mused Andrew Seldon the impersonator, as he crouched among the rocks,
his eyes riveted upon the girl not fifty feet from him, and who so
boldly faced the outlaw officer who had dared breathe to her a word of
love.
The outlaw stood abashed at the manner in which his avowal of love had
been received. There was no anger in his look, and he seemed hurt rather
than offended.
After Celeste Seldon's indignant response to him he half-turned away, as
though to retire in silence, but then reconsidered his determination and
said in a low tone full of feeling:
"Pardon me, for I did wrong to think for a moment that an angel would
look kindly upon a devil. I love you, and I could not but tell you of
it, for you had decided me as to my own course, you had made me see my
evil life as it is in all its enormity, and decide to make another
struggle to go back to honor and truth."
"This, at least, you deserve credit for, and I trust you may carry out
your resolve, for in that you shall have my full sympathy."
"Thank you, Miss Seldon; but I have something more to say to you."
"Well, sir?"
"You are to be given up by the chief on the payment of your ransom."
"Yes."
"I wish I could prevent this robbery, but I cannot, as it is simply
beyond my power to do so."
"I do not ask it of you."
"Granted; but your being returned will not end it all."
"How do you mean?"
"You came here for an avowed purpose, as I understand it."
"I did, Mr. Wolf."
"That purpose was to find one who had come West on a special mission."
"Granted again."
"His mission was to find your father, Andrew Seldon."
The listener crouching among the rocks started at this and set his teeth
hard, while he awaited the reply of the young girl.
"Yes; he came to find my father, Andrew Seldon, who, I had reason to
believe, was in the mining-country about here."
"You have not heard of the young man who came at your bidding?"
"Let me say that he came of his own accord, knowing that a great wrong
had been done my father by one whom he believed his dearest friend. He
came to find him and tell him all the sad truth; but why am I telling
_you_ this?"
"Because you know that I am interested, that I can aid you."
"Can you?" was the eager reply.
"I can."
"Do so, and----"
"And what?"
"I will reward you--generously."
"I seek no reward, ask for none, would not accept any pay at your hands,
other than to earn your good opinion and gratitude."
"Well, sir?" said Celeste Seldon coolly.
"Have you found your father?"
"No, I regret to say I have not; but I was interrupted in my search by
being captured by your robber chief."
"Do you know what became of the young man who came West in search of
him?"
"I had a letter mailed at W---- from him, stating that he had heard of
people at Last Chance who might tell him of my father, and that he was
going there, and would at once communicate with me.
"I had no other letter, and my communications remained unanswered, even
my telegrams wired to Santa Fe and mailed there brought no response.
Then I decided to come out here myself, and I acted promptly."
"And you have not found the one you seek?"
"I have discovered that the coach in which he left W---- was held up by
your band, that he was wounded, and that though he was placed under the
care of one known as Doctor Dick, a surgeon, though his life was saved,
his reason was gone, and now he is wandering about the mines of Last
Chance, a harmless lunatic."
"He was until lately."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that he was kidnaped several days ago."
"Kidnaped?"
"Yes, Miss Seldon."
"For what purpose?"
"Ransom."
"By whom?"
"My chief."
"Ah! but what ransom can he get from him?"
"I believe you told the chief that you were rich, and this poor fellow
is your messenger."
"I think I understand."
"Yes, you will be returned, and then negotiations will be entered into
for your messenger's ransom."
"Ah! I am to be still further robbed?" said Celeste, with a sneer.
"Yes, and that is not the end," came the significant reply.
There was something in the response of the outlaw officer that impressed
the young girl most strangely. What more could there be in store for her
than she had already passed through, which caused him to say that the
end was not yet?
The listener among the rocks kept his eyes riveted upon the two, his
ears turned to catch every word they uttered.
He now knew that the letter he had received, telling him, as Andrew
Seldon, that Celeste, the daughter, was dead, was false, and a fraud
perpetrated for some reason upon the absent miner.
"You say that the ransom of Bernard Brandon will not be the end?" asked
Celeste, after a moment of meditation.
"It will not."
"What else can there be?"
"A great deal."
"What do you mean?"
"There will be a _third demand_."
"How?"
"Upon you."
"For what?"
"Gold."
"By whom?"
"The chief."
"What will the demand be for?"
"I'll tell you the truth, as I happen to know it, or, rather, suspect
it, from what I do know, have seen, and heard."
"I hope that you will act squarely with me, Mr. Wolf."
"Upon my life, I will, and though I cannot help you now, must even
appear to be your foe, in the end I will help you and prove to be your
friend."
"I hope so."
"You ask what this third demand will be?"
"Yes."
"Will you ransom Bernard Brandon?"
"Where is he?"
"A fugitive."
"Where?"
"He will be in this camp to-morrow."
"Ah! then I will see him?"
"No; he will not arrive until after your departure."
"I will await his coming."
"That cannot be, for I have orders to start with you to be ransomed, and
you are not supposed to know that he has been captured."
"But you have told me so."
"It was a confidential communication, and if you betray me I can render
you no further service, for my usefulness will be gone; in fact, I would
be put to death."
"I will not betray you."
"Thank you, but let me say that Brandon will be brought here, for two
men now have him in charge, and are on the trail here."
"Yes."
"You will be ransomed, and then go to Last Chance. There you will learn
of Brandon's mysterious disappearance, and a ransom will soon after be
demanded for him."
"Yes."
"You will pay it?"
"Of course I will."
"Then comes the third trial."
"What is it?"
"_You will be captured!_"
"Ah!"
"It is true."
"By whom?"
"The masked chief of The Cloven Hoofs of the Grand Canyon of the
Colorado."
"He will still hunt me down?"
"He will."
"Being forewarned is being forearmed."
"Not in this case."
"Why so?"
"He works in a most mysterious way, and do all you may you will be
captured by him."
"And another ransom demanded?"
"Yes."
"And so he will continue to rob me of my gold."
"In this case, the ransom will not be of gold."
"I do not understand."
"The ransom demanded _will be your hand in marriage_."
Celeste uttered a cry of alarm, and started back with a look of horror
upon her beautiful face.