Four Faces West Page #4

No. No I didn't see anybody.

Do you think she's all right?

Nothing for you to worry about,

Doctor. Yeah, don't worry.

Get your men, Egan. Warn 'em before they

start shooting, McEwen has a woman with him.

Pick me up

at the telegraph office.

I want that bandit

brought in.

If he's dead, there'll be

some extra money in it for you.

Here they come,

right into our lap.

Look what's coming.

A posse, probably

from Alamogordo.

Follow me.

Keep going.

I'll catch up with you.

That'll hold 'em.

Spread out, men! If you

find an opening, take it.

You can't get through there,

Pat. It's a solid wall of flames.

Let's get to the top!

Come on.

That way's blocked too. Garrett's

forcing us right back to Alamogordo.

You can't go on. The longer you

keep running, the worse it'll get.

That's a chance

I've got to take.

You said you paid back part of the money. Go to Garrett

- It's too late.

You sound as though

you're afraid.

Ross, you're not

a coward.

You'd better head back to town. They

won't bother you if you're alone.

You can't run away from

yourself. You're not a criminal,

but if you don't

stop now, you will be.

You'll go on and on. You'll

have to steal to live.

And then one of these days,

you'll have to shoot your way out.

And then it will be too late. You'll

be just another outlaw. A killer!

Maybe I am a coward. Depends

on how you look at it.

There's only one way

to look at a coward.

Good-bye, Ross.

- It's the girl.

- Come on!

Well, if it ain't

the pretty little nurse.

Better come with us. Garrett

will be glad to see you.

Not so fast, Ben. This

little lady's worth money.

Maybe she'd like to

talk to us first.

I have nothing to say to you!

Help the lady from her horse.

Where'd you leave Ross

McEwen? Where is he?

Where is he? Let me

go! You're hurting me!

I get touchy when it

comes to manhandling women.

What did you expect us to

do? Treat her like a lady?

Egan! Get 'em

out of here!

Before I lose

my temper.

Fescia, Gruber!

You all right, miss?

Sorry this had to happen.

It might give you an idea

of what McEwen's up against.

These men are only

interested in that reward.

Alive or dead.

You care to tell me

where you left him?

While he's still alive?

Perhaps you don't understand the

seriousness of helping a criminal to escape.

Unless he forced you

to go with him.

He didn't force me,

and he's not a criminal.

Why can't you leave him alone? You don't

understand. I'm trying to help this man.

If I capture him,

he'll go in walkin'.

The others get to him first,

you can't tell what might happen.

I can't tell you

where I left him.

Well - Mr. Garrett, I don't know

much about your Western justice,

but I do know this man

wants to do the right thing.

He's paid back part

of the money already.

It's true.

It must be clear, even to you, that he's

not a criminal to be locked in a cell, or...

shot at like a wild animal.

McEwen's broken the law.

It's my job to bring him in.

And sooner or later,

I will.

Sheriff Egan, see that Miss Hollister

gets safely back to Alamogordo.

What did you find out, Pat?

Something mighty peculiar.

Seems we're chasin' a fellow

who robbed a bank,

and then gave the money

back to the banker.

Oh.

Well, fella, you come a long

ways without getting any place.

Thanks, fella.

It's him, Pat.

Looks like he's quit tryin' to

get across the border. Maybe.

What do you make of it,

Pat? It might be his.

Looks like he's headin'

for the sands. On foot?

He's got too much sense

to try that without water.

One chance in a hundred

of gettin' through. Maybe.

If it was me,

I'd risk it.

I got a notion

this man would too.

Seor?

The strength-

Dip- Diphtheria.

That's far enough.

I'm buying your horse. Tell me,

can a man get through that pass?

Seor, por favor.

Just tell me,

can a man get through?

S.

A night's ride.

You turn at the rock.

Seor, por Dios.

Por Dios, seor.

I'm here to help you.

Gracias, amigo. Gracias.

Easy, son.

Easy, now.

I'll take care of you.

Easy, now.

I didn't look at the brand on this steer

when I shot him, but I don't believe...

there's a man in New Mexico mean enough

to make a fuss under the circumstances.

Ah, come on now. You're bigger

than he is. You gotta eat more.

That's it.

How are they now?

Oh, I don't know.

There must be something more

we can do for them.

No man could have

done more.

You haven't any sulfur, have you?

It'd do 'em good to breathe the fumes.

Oh, no, senor.

There's sulfur in gunpowder.

I'll take some out of my cartridges,

and lead it down, let it dry.

Make a smudge out of it.

That might help.

I want you to breathe deep,

just like he did.

Breathe deep, son.

That's fine medicine. Helps

his cough and gives me one.

A man can't just disappear. He's

gotta be around here someplace.

Sounds reasonable,

but where?

Yeah, that's what's

got me worried.

My son,

why do you not rest?

Don Florencio, we need

a doctor and medicine.

It can't be far

to the nearest town.

I'll take the horse-

My son, if you go,

some will surely die

before you get back.

The nearest town

is Alamogordo.

To go there and return

is two days.

They will need someone,

and I will be helpless.

Maybe I can rig up

some kind of a signal.

There must be someone just fool enough

to come and see what it's all about.

Clint, that smoke-

looks like somebody's

trying to attract attention.

Say, it does at that.

How far do you figure

it is to that signal?

I don't know. Looks like a pretty

long ride. Maybe for nothin'.

Well, there's one thing clear

- somebody's askin' for help.

I reckon that's us,

Clint.

All right, son,

I'm coming.

Clint, there's people dyin' in

there. Looks like diphtheria.

There's a man carin' for them

that's almost as bad off as they are.

You get to Alamogordo as fast as

you can and bring back a doctor.

That's fine.

That's fi-

I saw your smoke, boy.

Guess you could use

a little help.

Yeah, I guess I could.

They are better? Yes, them

seem more comfortable anyway.

We'll know more

when the doctor gets here.

Still asleep. A week of

sleep is what he needs.

The very bullet from his gun

he used to make sulfur to burn.

This boy, Senor Garrett,

there never was one like him.

He's the reason

we are alive.

It is the doctor?

You're a welcome sight,

Doctor.

See to my daughter

and los nios first.

What's your interest here,

Mr. Marquez?

I came to see if I

could help, Senor Garrett.

You see, don Florencio, he's

the only one who's not my cousin.

He's my uncle.

That's mighty nice of you.

I'm comin'. I'm comin'.

Oh, Carlos, Carlos.

Agua.

My name's Slim.

Who are you?

I am Monte Marquez.

Senor Garrett sent word

there was a sickness here.

I suppose, uh,

you met the marshal.

Yes, but we didn't

get to talk much.

I think he will be out soon. He's in

there with the doctor and the, uh, nurse.

And Seor Garrett's deputy is out

there taking care of the horses.

Mr. Marquez, your cousins are coming

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