The silver
lining of this cloud is not apparent. Of course, we 've got the right
of it, but in some way Fate has managed to leave us set square against
the law. We 're outlaws without having done a thing to warrant it.
There is n't but one possible way out, and that is for us to get on the
right side again. Now, how can it be done? Some one of us will have
to go down to San Juan, before those fellows get over here in force,
swear out warrants against Farnham and his partners, and have this
whole affair probed to the bottom. We 've got them, if we can only get
the ear of the District Attorney, and shift this fight into the courts.
The trouble is, Farnham was smart enough to get there ahead of us, and
he 'll win out if we don't move quick and block him. I can't go
myself, for I 'm a prisoner, and must remain with the sheriff, or will
be considered a fugitive. The only question is, Can any one hope to
get through?"
Hicks permitted his gaze to stray out across the dim valley below, then
up toward the ragged summit of the overhanging crest of rocks.
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