"
Again Fadeaway shook his head. "It's too risky, Billy. 'Course you
mean all right--but I reckon you ain't got nerve enough to put her
through."
"I haven't!" flashed Corliss. "Try me!"
"And make a get-away," continued the cowboy. "I wouldn't want to see
you pinched."
"I'll take a chance, if you will," said Corliss, now assuming, as
Fadeaway had intended, the role of leader in the proposed robbery.
"How you expect to get clear--when they find it out?"
"I could get old man Soper to hide me out till I could get to Sagetown.
He'll do anything for money. I could be on the Limited before the news
would get to Antelope."
"And if you got pinched, first thing you'd sing out 'Fadeaway,' and
then me for over the road, eh?"
"Honest, Fade. I'll swear that I won't give you away, even if I get
caught. Here's my hand on it."
"Give me nine hundred and I'll go you," said Fadeaway, shaking hands
with his companion.
Corliss hesitated. Was the risk worth but half the money involved?
"Five's a whole lot, Fade."
"Well, seein' you're goin' to do the gettin' at it, why, mebby I'd risk
it for five hundred.
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