"The Saunders
man has got somethin' up his sleeve. He didn't turn his pony into the
corral, did he?"
"No."
"All right. Now, about them papers and your part of this here claim ..."
For an hour they talked about the claim, Winthrop, Collie's prospects,
and their favorite topic, the Rose Girl. They were speaking of her when
she appeared at the bunk-house door.
"Good-morning, Mr. Summers. Mrs. Marshall wished to know if you would
tell her more about her brother--when you have visited with Collie. She
was afraid you might leave without her seeing you again."
"I was thinkin' about that myself," replied Overland. "Yes, Miss, I'll
be right over direct."
Louise nodded, smiled, and was gone.
"Say, Red, you better go quick, in the machine," said Collie, fearful
that Saunders was up to mischief.
"Grand idea, that," said Overland, calmly brushing his hat. "But Tenlow
and Saunders--that you're thinkin' about--ain't neither of 'em goin' to
ride up too close to me again. They are goin' to lay for me down the
canon. They'll string a riata across the road and hold up the car, most
likely. They know I can't get out of here any other road."
"Then what will you do?"
"Me? Why, me and the Guzzuh'll go down the trail jest as slow and easy
as a baby-buggy pushed by a girl that's waitin' in the park for her
beau.
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