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Vagabond Joe could scarcely believe that he heard aright.
“Does yer mean it?” he inquired, in bewilderment.
“Yes, you may go, because you have told me the truth.”
Thereupon the scout released the man.
“Bury your dear pards, Joe,” Buffalo Bill commanded. “It’s work we haven’t time for.”
Bringing Panther Kate’s horse to her, she sprang lightly into the saddle, and the three set off at a rapid gallop back to town, leaving the vagabond standing in the road gazing after them. As they disappeared, he gave one glance at his two dead comrades, and with superstitious dread uttered a yell of terror and darted away like a deer.
CHAPTER X.
A MYSTERY.
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Upon arriving at the town, Ben Tabor suggested that Buffalo Bill and Panther Kate should wait until he went to the gambling hall and called out his half dozen Texan pards, so that there would be no doubt of capturing the gambler.
When the Texan had left, Buffalo Bill turned to the girl and said inquiringly:
“So you know this Kent King, too, Kate?”