"What ladies? Who are you anyhow? Quick!"
"George Harvey"s daughters, of Tucson. I"m his son."
"G.o.d be praised!" shouted Feeny, springing to his feet and rushing forward. "Are they all safe?--unharmed? Where did you overtake them?"
"Overtake who? What in blazes are you talking about?" queried a tall, slender fellow, bending down from his saddle. "Who are you?"
"Sergeant Feeny, of the cavalry,--and here"s the major just back of me."
"Major who?"
"Major Plummer; him you was talking with this morning when you came for help," answered Feeny, his voice tremulous with excitement.
Already he was beginning to see light.
"Why, I"ve never seen Major Plummer nor any other major to-day. The only troops I met were Sergeant Wing and his guard at the pa.s.s just after nightfall. Have you met the Apaches? You saw the signal, of course."
"Signal, yes, but devil an Apache. Tell me now, wasn"t it you was here at Moreno"s this morning begging for troops to go and fetch your ladies down from the Gila? Wasn"t it you sent the note saying they was run off by Indians?" And, as was the case whenever excited, Feeny"s grammar ran to seed.
"Not a bit of it. My sisters are here, safe and sound. We"d have been here an hour ago but for slipping a tire. Is father here?"
"Talk to him, major; I"m done up entirely," was all poor Feeny could say, as, between relief, rejoicing, and the inestimable comfort of finding he was right in his theories after all, he dropped his carbine, threw himself upon the soft, sandy ground, and fairly rolled over and over in his excitement and emotion.
What wondering eyes,--what startled ears were at the wagon door-way, as, in his ponderous manner, the major endeavored to tell of the morning"s adventure and the counterfeit presentment of the Ned Harvey now before him! Long before he could finish, the thoughtful son begged an instant"s interruption.
"And father has gone on the trail to the Christobal?"
"Yes, an hour ago."
"After him, Leon! Ride like the devil, even if you have to ride all night. Fetch him back here as quick as you can. Tell him Fan and Ruth are safe here at Moreno"s."
In ten minutes the Concord wagon with its fair freight, now trembling and excited, was standing side by side with the paymaster"s ambulance.
The weary mules were unhitched and, with the saddle-horses, led in to water. The major and the sergeant, prompting each other, went on with their recital, Harvey listening with attentive ear.
"It is one of the most perfect plants they ever put up," he burst in, grinding his teeth in wrath. "Of course they knew of father"s movements and of mine. They know everything. They knew we were to meet here, probably. They felt a.s.sured you knew nothing of it at all. They have used our supposed peril to draw away your guard. They have succeeded even better than they planned, for they have drawn off father, too, and four of our best men into the bargain. But to think that this old scoundrel Moreno should be in it. We"ve always suspected the Ceralvo set; but father has done everything for Moreno,--practically built this ranch for him, dug his well, set him up in business, and now he makes this a rendezvous for thugs and a.s.sa.s.sins. By heaven! I"m glad you have him trapped. How many has he with him, do you think?"
"I don"t know. I only feel sure he must have one or two, but it"s the main gang we have to watch," answered Feeny; "they may be along any minute, and I thought it was them when we heard you."
"And that"s what is worrying me, Mr. Harvey," said the major, as he drew the young man aside. "All they are after now, of course, is my safe full of money. It is my business to defend it to the last, and they can"t have it without a fight. You and your sisters, ordinarily, they would not molest, but by this time they know you are here. Very possibly they"ve followed closely on your trail and may be gathering all around us at this moment. Let me be brief. The sooner you can hitch in those mules again, or those relay mules rather, and get out of here, the better."
"Ah! but, major, how about the Apaches in the Santa Maria? We would get there, you know, just about daybreak."
"By Jupiter! I never thought of them. You wouldn"t have your guard now that your father"s gone?"
"No. We"ve simply got to stay here, major. Personally, I"m only too glad to be here to help you out. It cannot be long before the troops come hurrying back when they find they"ve been tricked. Very probably they have found it out by this time." Then with quick decision he stepped back to the door of the Concord. "Girls! Paquita! Ruthie!
tumble out, both of you; we"re to stay here at Moreno"s to-night."
And, the paymaster aiding, the silent, trembling sisters were lifted from the wagon and led away into the one guest-room, the east room, where, pistol in hand, still sat Dawes on the safe. The wraps and pillows were quickly pa.s.sed in. The little hurricane-lamp was stood in one corner. A bundle of cavalry blankets, left behind by the detachment when it took the trail, was spread out upon the earthen floor. The safe was hauled into the empty bar-room, and, bidding his sisters lie down and fear nothing, a.s.suring them of their perfect safety there and urging them to sleep all they could against their move at dawn, Edward Harvey, looking well to his arms and bidding his two men do likewise, came forth and joined his soldier friends.
"There are five of us now against Morales and his outfit, and I"ll just bet my horse we can thrash "em."
"Only eleven o"clock," muttered old Plummer, as he struck a match and consulted his watch. "It"s been the longest evening I ever spent; but, thank G.o.d, our worst fears are at an end. I never doubted for a moment that your sisters were captives. Who could the man have been who personated you?"
"I don"t know. I"ve heard of him once before. He is about my height and build, but darker they say, and with more of Mexico in his manner.
He has been to Tucson, but I never heard of his masquerading over my name until now, though I have heard of the resemblance. He must have copied my writing, too, to so completely fool father."
"Oh, that was a mere scrawl on soft paper with a broad-pointed pencil.
There was no time to scrutinize it closely," explained the major.
"Now, Feeny, you"re officer of the guard. How do you want to post us?"
"It"s what I"ve been thinking of, sir, ever since Mr. Harvey got in, and we"ve no time to lose. We can"t loop-hole this adobe now, but we can barricade the door of these two rooms and stand off a good-sized gang. Mr. Harvey will, of course, want to be where he can look after the ladies; but if I can put one of his men in the corral, one who can be relied upon to shoot down any of Moreno"s people who should try to come out, I think we can look out for the rest. Any minute now they"ll be coming. First thing, run these two wagons around to the corral, so as to clear the approaches. There mustn"t be anything behind which they can hide or take shelter." And, laying hold of the pole while willing hands manned the spokes, Feeny soon had the Concord and the weather-beaten ambulance safely out of the way. Then came a moment of consultation as to which of Harvey"s men would be best suited for the onerous post opposite the enemy"s door, and then a sudden and breathless silence.
"Listen!" whispered Feeny. "That"s a signal. Hist! you"ll hear it again presently."
Grasping their rifles with nervous hands, the five men stood huddling in a little group at the west end of the low, flat building.
Somewhere out on the dark expanse towards the peak a long, low whistle, ending in an abrupt high note, had sounded. For a moment there was no repet.i.tion. The invisible foe was signalling for reply.
From whom could answer be expected but Moreno?
"Watch the old scoundrel"s window there and this shutter over here,"
whispered the sergeant, indicating a board-covered port in the westward wall. "They"ll try to show a light, perhaps. Run round into the corral and smash the first man that tries to come out. I"ll tend to any feller that shows a head hereabouts."
Harvey turned with his employe and ran with him as far as the other end of the ranch. Here he entered the low door-way. The little lamp burned dimly, but two pairs of dark, dilated eyes gleamed eagerly upon him.
"I"m going to close this door now, girlies," he whispered. "Lie still.
Do not venture near it or the window, and don"t be frightened. It looks as though some of the Morales gang were around here hoping to find the paymaster unguarded. We"ll give them a lesson they"ll never forget, if they attempt to attack him."
For all answer Ruth Harvey only nestled closer to her sister and clung to her for courage and support. Paquita, however, became Amazonian at once.
"Is there nothing I can do, Ned? I can"t bear to lie here listening and taking no part. Surely I could shoot a pistol well enough."
"You can help us best and most by lying flat and showing not so much as a finger at the door. We can tend to them, Fan. It won"t be long before father and the troop come galloping back. Don"t show a light now unless we call." Then he darted to the bar-room.
"Are they coming?" hailed the clerk, in a hoa.r.s.e whisper.
"Somebody signalled out on the plain. It"s probably they. Look out for Moreno now; don"t let him or anybody through that door."
Far out on the desert again, louder, shriller, clearer, the whistle was repeated.
"Ah, blow and be d.a.m.ned to ye!" muttered Feeny. "There"s no answer from here ye"ll get this night. Watch out now. Some of "em will try to crawl up after a little."
But nearly five minutes pa.s.sed without other sign or sound. Then, closer in, a horse stamped and snorted; a coa.r.s.e Mexican voice muttered a savage oath. Feeny, crouching low, darted into the darkness in the direction of the sound. Plummer and Harvey would have restrained him, but it was too late; he was gone before either could speak. Then a latch creaked and snapped behind them and, slowly and cautiously, the wooden shutter began to open outward. In an instant Harvey had raised his rifle and struck the resounding board a fierce blow with the b.u.t.t. The door flew back, crashing in violent contact against the grizzled pate of Moreno himself, who, with a howl of mingled rage and anguish, fell back from the aperture.
"Open that again and I"ll blow your head off, you scoundrel!" growled Harvey. "Don"t you dare show hair nor hide outside your room. Every man has orders to shoot you on sight, if that"s any comfort to you."
Only for a second had the old Mexican"s head appeared; only an instant had he for plea or protestation, but that instant had served to show a narrow streak of light from the room within, and this mere crack revealed to the watchful eyes out upon the plain the position of the ranch, possibly told them something more, for in less than half a minute two hors.e.m.e.n came looming up out of the darkness and cantering fearlessly towards them. Phlegmatic as he was, old Plummer"s nerves gave a twitch as, sharp and stern, young Harvey challenged.
"Halt there! Who are you? _Halt_! or we fire."
"Friends," shouted one voice; "Americans," the other, as promptly the order to halt was obeyed, the trained horses going almost on their haunches under the cruel force of the huge Mexican bit.