n. I'm going to take hold of Damer for
horse-stealing."

A thought came swiftly into Seaforth's mind, and he smote the table.
"But I can't swear it was Damer. You would never convict him."

Horton laughed the bushman's almost silent laugh. "I don't know that I
want to. Anyway, I can keep on remanding him, and when I sent him up
for trial it would be a rancher's jury. That's going to give us a pull
on Mr. Hallam, who is standing in somewhere behind the whole thing--and
I kind of fancy there's another man with him."

Seaforth's face grew grave. "Then, as Harry wouldn't like it and
there's nothing in it, I'd get rid of that fancy. Now, of course, you
know what you can do, but isn't it playing a little too much into your
own hand? And you see folks might get talking about the thing."

Horton put on his most impressive air. "There's justice by statute,
and there's equity, as well as a lot more you never heard about," said
he.

Seaforth could not check his smile. "And which of them is what we're
going to do?"

"This," said Horton solemnly, "is--all of them. It's the square thing.
Is there any reason why a man shouldn't do what is right because it
suits him? Anyway, it needn't worry you, because you can just sit up
and watch the circus begin."

"Just one question. Was Damer the man who rode out for the railroad
one snowy night, shortly before I started after Harry?"

Horton nodded, and wondered a little at the change in his companion,
for there was a little flash in Seaforth's eyes and his voice had a
ring. "Then," he said grimly, "I'm going to take a hand in, but there
are several good reasons why we should not tell Harry."

It was a week later when Forel came home one night looking somewhat
anxious and depressed. He said little during the evening meal, but
after it spoke to his wife alone, and Mrs. Forel came upon Alice
Deringham soon after she left him.

"I'm not going to get the new ponies after all," she said. "Poor Tom
has been unfortunate again."

"I am sorry," said Alice Deringham. "You mean in the city?"

"Yes," said Mrs. Forel with a little sigh. "He is always a trifle
sanguine, and he put a good many dollars into a venture Mr. Alton
recommended. Tom expected a good deal from it--but the dollars have
all gone."

Alice Deringham did not look at the speaker. "They have lost the
money?"

"Well," said Mrs. Forel, "I believe they will do. I don't understand
all of it, but Tom tells