But I don't
mean harm. I don't sure. And if you'll let me help you anyway I can
I'll--be real glad."
CHAPTER XXII
THREATENINGS
The offer of reward for the rustlers operating in Rainbow Hill Valley
was without the desired effect. It was worse. The men against whom it
was directed received it with deliberate but secretly expressed
contempt. Nor did Chance serve the masters of the Obar, as four years
before She had served Dug McFarlane.
Nor was the failure due to lack of effort. Bud left no stone unturned.
And Jeff--well, Jeff did all a man could. The hills were scoured, and
the deeps and hidden hollows of the greater foothills. The notices of
reward were sent broadcast, even penetrating to the Orrville country.
They were set up as Jeff had promised, on tree trunks in the remoter
hills where any chance eye might discover them. Where undoubtedly the
men who constituted the gang must sooner or later discover them.
The only response was a continuation of the raids.
But a distinct change had taken place in the method of these.
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