"There is only one thing to do," said Ted.
"What is that?" asked the major.
"Go to the house, and take possession of it yourself."
"But suppose we find it in the hands of the authorities?"
"That makes no difference to me. The remains of your sister belong to
you, and you have the first right to her and her possessions."
"But her husband? I do not know where he is, or whether he is dead or
alive."
"As long as he is not here, it is up to you, major, to assume whatever
authority is necessary."
"Perhaps you are right. But we cannot gain our point without some show
of force."
"I know it, and have come prepared for it. The broncho boys will back
you to the limit. Do whatever you think best, major, and you will find
the boys and myself right behind you."
"Then we will go to the house," said the major firmly.
In a few minutes Ted and the major dismounted before a handsome house on
the outskirts of the town. It was surrounded by a high stone wall, and
the gate, which was of iron, was locked.
Ted shook the gate vigorously, and called out for admittance.
Presently the door of the house was opened a crack, and a voice demanded
to know what was wanted.
"Come and unlock the gate," demanded Ted.
After a moment's hesitation the door slammed, and there was silence.
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