Whispering Smith Page #6

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- Are you figuring' to tie me into that wreck?

- No. It's a little tougher than that.

I'm figuring on giving you some advice.

Well, what do you know?

Murray,

this town's gone sour on you...

Medicine Bend,

the whole territory...

and I don't know

how you can sweeten it.

You just got off on the wrong foot

with the wrong people.

Wrong people?

So Marian's been crying'

on your shoulder, huh?

Marian has nothing to do with it.

I've had Rebstock

taped out for a long while.

He's poisonous... murder.

Yeah. Go on.

But keep it funny.

All right. You and Rebstock

are in this up to your necks.

I could pin it on you

from any angle.

You know, Smith, I was just wondering why I

ever thought you were something extra special.

Well, here's my advice, Murray.

Pull out. It's a big country.

Go someplace you like.

Get a fresh start.

- Pull out?

- Yes, pull out. I can cover up for you.

My old pal.

Just full of brotherly love

and charity, aren't you?

Why, you're trying to frame me,

that's what.

You know better than that, Murray.

Sure, you are.!

Me out of the way and you have

a clear track with Marian.

Slipped a long ways, haven't you?

What's the matter, Smith?

Does he make you nervous?

You losing your touch?

Don't let it worry ya.

That's only the first round.

Oh, hello, Bill. Luke.

Emmy.

Emmy.

It wasn't any use, was it?

No.

I'm gonna leave him, Luke.

Marian, you can't do that.

If you leave him now,

he's finished.

What else can I do?

Every night,

he's with those unspeakable men,

here in town, out at the ranch.

They're destroying him, Luke.

Marian, I know how you feel.

Half the time,

I feel that way about him myself.

But we can't let him down now.

Right now, he needs you more

than he's ever needed anybody in his life.

But what can I do?

Take him away,

make him sell the ranch,

leave here.

I've tried and failed.

Now it's up to you.

Is that what you

really want me to do?

It's more than that.

It's what you must do.

It's his only chance.

Marian.! Marian.!

Let's finish the game at Murray's.

I say, do you think

she's gonna like this?

We'll wait for you, Murray.

Okay.

Yes.

Look, honey. Did you really mean what

you said on the way home tonight...

about us leaving here?

Yes.

You're sure that's what you want?

It's the only way, Murray.

I'm sure of it.

Well, that's all I want to know.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna ride a ways with Barney.

There's a... little deal

I've got to clean up with him.

You better get yourself some sleep.

Let's go.

Come on.

All right. Don't move.

Put 'em up!

Second section of Number Three. They jumped

her while she was taking water at Tower "W."

Killed the guard

and got away with all the money.

"They"? Who's "they"? We don't

know. They were all masked.

Sheriff, how long would it take you to

round up a dozen men who can ride and shoot?

Why, uh, you'll have all the

men you need in half an hour.

Good. Bill, you get an

engine and two stock cars.

Have them spotted at the

loading corral. Right away.

McCloud, I want a clear track

from here to Tower "W."

Smith, I can ride, and I can shoot.

I wish you'd let me come along.

I feel partly responsible for this.

Sure, I'd be glad to have you.

Thanks.

Got that straight, Sheriff? We ride to Williams

Canyon, turn back anybody who tries to get in.

That's right.

We'll pick up the trail at Tower "W."

If it's Rebstock's outfit, we should

have 'em between us this afternoon.

All right. Good luck, boys. Same

to you, Mr. Smith. Come on. Hup!

All set? They've got a three-hour

head start on us. We've got to travel.

Luke, take care of him, won't you? Bill, I

mean. Sure, I'll keep my eye on him, Emmy.

Look out for yourself

too, will you? Yeah.

It's hard to tell, Mr. Smith. It all

happened so fast. How many were there?

Not more than six.

Anyone you know?

Uh-uh. Anyone you could

identify if you saw 'em again?

No. You see, they all had

handkerchiefs over... Wait a minute.

Yeah, one of them had

long hair, sort of whitish.

Yeah,

I could nail him anyplace.

Du Sang. Well, thanks,

Woody. You've done fine.

Well, that kind of ties things

together. Yeah, the Rebstock outfit.

All right, boys. Get goin'. A little fast riding,

you can catch up with the sheriff's outfit.

I'll meet you at Williams

Canyon. Good luck, Smitty!

So long, boys! Good luck!

Good hunting, boys!

Smitty, is Murray in this? I don't know.

That's what I gotta find out. Come on.

Hello, Marian.

Hello, Luke.

Murray home?

No.

Do you know where he is?

He rode out with Rebstock...

last night.

Where's Karg?

He went with him.

And Seagrue?

Yes.

Have you any idea where they went?

To Williams Canyon,

at least I think so.

You see, last night on the way home,

I talked to Murray,

just as you asked me to.

I finally persuaded him

that we should go away.

Then he got the idea

of selling out to Rebstock.

What's the matter, Luke?

Early this morning at Tower "W,"

Rebstock's outfit held up Number Three.

Made off with a lot of money.

The worst of it was they killed a guard.

Do you think Murray had any part in it?

I wish I could say no.

Marian, you'd better go to Emmy's.

There we are. This is your share,

Murray, and this is for your ranch.

There's yours, Whitey.

Well, boys, I guess that's it.

What is it, Barney,

the thin end?

Barney.! Barney.!

They're comin', Barney.

Who's comin'?

Smith, with a posse! I told you

they'd be here, you murdering half-wit!

Well, it's no use talking about that now!

Get your rifles, men!

One man behind a rock is worth three

in the open. Barney, you're crazy!

I'm getting outta here the

back way! This is a hanging'!

I'm with ya, Murray. Me

too. So you're running, huh?

Fine thing. A man thinks he's got men

behind him, but when the chips are down...

Aw... Aw, well, never

mind me. Come on, boys.

Get on your way. I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll keep 'em here just as long as I possibly can.

So good-bye, boys,

and good luck!

Barney.

Whitey, what are you doing here?

You'd better get out of here, son.

It's you they're coming after.

Got it fixed up

all nice and pretty, ain't ya?

For yourself. You stay behind

and give us a nice head start,

then you meet the posse

and throw it all off onto us.

Oh, now, Whitey, son,

you know perfectly well that l...

They got Baggs.!

Give him the best ya got, Doc.

McCloud, you'd

better stay here with him.

All right, boys. Let's go.

Sounds like

somebody got behind us.

Keep pressing 'em, Sheriff. I'm

going on back. Right. Come on!

Come on, Bill!

One of you boys better help me plug up this

hole. I left a trail a blind man could follow.

I'll get it, Murray.

Looks like it went

plumb through.

Come on. Let's get out of here! Yeah.

Ho!

What's the matter?

Out of range.

Out of range, my eye.

You could've hit 'im

with a beanshooter.

Come on.

All right, Marian. Get your things

together. We're getting out of here.

Well, what are you waiting for?

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