Chapter 15 PLUCK AND THE DEAD DOE

"If you don't mind, just drop that little barker, Mister What's-Your-Name. It might go off and accidentally hit somebody. In that case I should have to shoot you. I'd hate to waste any lead on you, and I don't think you're worth the price of a shell."

For one uncertain moment the stranger sat with revolver pointed toward Tad, his gaze fixed on C