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Rh Twelve miles above the mouth, where the deserted cabins of Two Prong straggled along the bank, the officers landed and banged upon the door of old Jap Kinkade's store.

"What's wanted?" queried a petulant voice. "Can't ye give a man time to git up?"

"Oh, can that rot, Jap! I'm hep to you—I'm McKeever." The door opened and the ill-kempt old man blinked sleepily.