Free Zane Grey by The Border Legion

Then she looked out again.
    The riders were close at hand now. The foremost one, a man of Herculean
build, jumped his mount across the brook, and leaped off while he hauled
the horse to a stop. The second rider came close behind him; the others
approached leisurely, with the gait of the pack-animals.
    "Ho, Kells!" called the big man. His voice had a loud, bold, sonorous
kind of ring.
    "Reckon he's here somewheres," said the other man, presently.
    "Sure. I seen his hoss. Jack ain't goin' to be far from thet hoss."
    Then both of them approached the cabin. Joan had never before seen two
such striking, vicious-looking, awesome men. The one was huge—so wide
and heavy and deep-set that he looked short—and he resembled a gorilla.
The other was tall, slim, with a face as red as flame, and an expression
of fierce keenness. He was stoop shouldered, yet he held his head erect
in a manner that suggested a wolf scenting blood.
    "Someone here, Pearce," boomed the big man.
    "Why, Gul, if it ain't a girl!"
    Joan moved out of the shadow of the wall of the cabin, and she pointed
to the prostrate figure on the blankets.
    "Howdy boys!" said Kells, wanly.
    Gulden cursed in amaze while Pearce dropped to his knee with an
exclamation of concern. Then both began to talk at once. Kells
interrupted them by lifting a weak hand.
    "No, I'm not going—to cash," he said. "I'm only starved—and in need of
stimulants. Had my back half shot off."
    "Who plugged you, Jack?"
    "Gulden, it was your side-partner, Bill."
    "Bill?" Gulden's voice held a queer, coarse constraint. Then he added,
gruffly. "Thought you and him pulled together."
    "Well, we didn't."
    "And—where's Bill now?" This time Joan heard a slow, curious, cold note
in the heavy voice, and she interpreted it as either doubt or deceit.
    "Bill's dead and Halloway, too," replied Kells.
    Gulden turned his massive, shaggy head in the direction of Joan. She had
not the courage to meet the gaze upon her. The other man spoke:
    "Split over the girl, Jack?"
    "No," replied Kells, sharply. "They tried to get familiar with—MY
WIFE—and I shot them both."
    Joan felt a swift leap of hot blood all over her and then a coldness, a
sickening, a hateful weakness.
    "Wife!" ejaculated Gulden.
    "Your real wife, Jack?" queried Pearce.
    "Well, I guess, I'll introduce you... Joan, here are two of my
friends—Sam Gulden and Red Pearce."
    Gulden grunted something.
    "Mrs. Kells, I'm glad to meet you," said Pearce.
    Just then the other three men entered the cabin and Joan took advantage
of the commotion they made to get out into the air. She felt sick,
frightened, and yet terribly enraged. She staggered a little as she
went out, and she knew she was as pale as death. These visitors thrust
reality upon her with a cruel suddenness. There was something terrible
in the mere presence of this Gulden. She had not yet dared to take a
good look at him. But what she felt was overwhelming. She wanted to
run. Yet escape now was infinitely more of a menace than before. If she
slipped away it would be these new enemies who would pursue her, track
her like hounds. She understood why Kells had introduced her as his
wife. She hated the idea with a shameful and burning hate, but a
moment's reflection taught her that Kells had answered once more to
a good instinct. At the moment he had meant that to protect her.
And further reflection persuaded Joan that she would be wise to act
naturally and to carry out the deception as far as it was possible for
her. It was her only hope. Her position had again grown perilous. She
thought of the gun she had secreted, and it gave her strength to control
her agitation and to return to the cabin outwardly calm.
    The men had Kells half turned over with the flesh of his back exposed.
    "Aw, Gul, it's whisky he needs," said one.
    "If you let out any more blood he'll croak sure," protested another.
    "Look how weak he is," said Red Pearce.
    "It's a hell of a lot you know," roared Gulden. "I served my