But if a man kills your friend or your kin--get
him." A law perhaps not as definitely worded in the retailing of
incident or example, but as obvious nevertheless as was the necessity
to live up to it or suffer the ever-lasting scorn of one's fellows.
Some nine or ten months after the inquest Young Pete disappeared. No
one knew where he had gone, and eventually he was more or less
forgotten by the folk of Concho. But two men never forgot him--the
storekeeper and the sheriff. One of them hoped that the boy might come
back some day. He had grown fond of Pete. The other hoped that he
would not come back.
Meanwhile the T-Bar-T herds grazed over Annersley's homestead. The
fence had been torn down, cattle wallowed in the mud of the water-hole,
and drifted about the place until little remained as evidence of the
old man's patient toil save the cabin. That Young Pete should again
return to the cabin and there unexpectedly meet Gary was undreamed of
as a possibility by either of them; yet fate had planned this very
thing--"otherwise," argues the Fatalist, "how could it have happened?"
CHAPTER V
A CHANGE OF BASE
To say that Young Pete had any definite plan when he left Concho and
took up with an old Mexican sheep-herder would be stretching the
possibilities.
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