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"I was just prospectin' around, over on that new growth of Johnson grass, like you told me to, an' I saw where a steer had been killed, an' they had eat most of it, too, by th' signs." "You mean the rustlers?" asked Nort. "Rustlers, Greasers, Del Pinzo's bunch anything you like t' call 'em," asserted Billee. "Somebody, that hadn't any right t' do it, druv off our cattle!"
But if you want to jump, I'll catch you," and he held out his arms. "No! I don't want to jump! Oh, Little Billee, I didn't know you were coming! Did you throw in the apple blossoms?" "No, no, oh, NO! A passing highwayman threw those in! Why, what made you think I'd do such a thing?"
"Ge-hosaphat! Hyur's a fellur ridin' 'ithout eyther saddle or bridle!" Five or six men with rifles sprang out from the rocks, surrounding me. "May an Injun eat me ef 'tain't the young fellur as tuk me for a grizzly! Billee! look hyur! hyur he is! the very fellur! He! he! he! He! he! he!" "Rube! Garey!" "What! By Jove, it's my friend Haller! Hurrah! Old fellow, don't you know me?" "Saint Vrain!"
It was from him the boys back in town got some of the news, and the deputy sheriff gave out the rest. "Oh, the Yaquis are risin' up all right, and they may come out here. I rode over like a prairie fire to let you folks know. We've had trouble enough here at Diamond X and I didn't want any more." "Much obliged to you, Billee," said Mr. Merkel.
"He got out that way," went on Old Billee, "because th' tent sides, bein' fast t' th' board floor, wouldn't let him crawl out very easy. He's a slick one, Four Eyes is!" "But why should he slip out this way? Did he do anything? And who was doing that signalling?" exclaimed Bud.
Come on, fellows," he called to his cousins. "Let's pack up for a long hike on the trail!" Following after Bud, his cousins and the older cowboys swept along toward the home camp to the tents which served the purposes of ranch buildings. Yellin' Kid trotted beside Old Billee, who, however, now that his bullet-scarred side had been bandaged, rode with more ease.
Yellin' Kid and Snake, with shouts of defiance, swept after them, and might have caught them except for what happened to Old Billee. The veteran suddenly reeled in his saddle, and would have fallen, except that, as he lagged behind his two companions, Bud rushed up to him and held him in place. "Are you hit, Billee?" Bud cried.
"You little rascal! I believe you can! Well, then, you can be chef and I'll be assistant. I WAS going to arrange it the other way." "Oh, no, sir! I'll give the orders." And Patty looked as wise and dignified as a small bluebird on a twig. "You bet you will, my lady! Now, first and foremost, shall I pare the potatoes?" "Oh, Billee, there must be a scullery maid or something for that!"
But no trace of Four Eyes was to be found. "He's gone, hide, hair, horns, brand an' everythin'!" was the way Old Billee expressed it. "How about his horse?" asked Nort. "He didn't get his black one back," remarked Snake. "But he may have sort of helped himself to one of yours, Bud." This was found to be the case when the corral was visited.
La Nogalique! They might have been there " "Who were coming?" asked his wife quickly. "Rosemary and Floyd; They'd be there just about when was that raid, Billee Dobb?" cried Mr. Merkel. "Last Friday!" The ranchman whistled. "That's bad!" he murmured. "Bad!" "Would Rosemary and her brother have reached there by then?" asked Mrs. Merkel. "Just about," her husband replied slowly. "Just about!
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