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Phil turned in the direction, and as he did so, Link Merwell doubled up his fist and raised it in the air for an instant. "Merwell, sure as you're born," said the shipowner's son. "And full of fight!" "Oh, Dave, you mustn't quarrel here!" whispered Laura, who sat on the other side of Roger. "We'll not quarrel here," answered her brother. "But I am glad I saw him," he added to his chums.
"I see 'em plainly an' I was wonderin' what they was up to," said the driver of the milk wagon, and then he described the two persons quite minutely. "Haskers and Merwell, beyond a doubt!" exclaimed Phil. "Now what do you know about that!" "It certainly is the limit!" murmured Luke. "Wonder if they are still around?" came from Shadow.
Fordham. It's useless for you to deny it. Now, let me say this: If you and those with you try to do the Morrs out of their property here, we'll do all we can to put you and Link Merwell in prison for your crimes. And more than that, we'll do what we can to have those men arrested, for that land swindle they tried to pull off when Abe Blower blocked them, and for stealing our horses."
Just as Dave sat up he saw something that startled him. A dark figure was moving at a distance from the camp, coming closer slowly. At first the youth could not make out if the figure was a man or an animal. He strained his eyes and then made out the form of a person. At once our hero thought of Link Merwell and those with him.
Then they rolled over and, with their hands on their weapons, watched the approach of the others. At last Merwell and Haskers were within fifty feet of those around the dying campfire. They had been talking in a low voice, but now both were silent, as if this had been agreed upon. Merwell was slightly in advance and he pointed to the outfit of the Morr crowd.
"What was the scheme?" "He didn't say." "What did you answer?" "I didn't answer the letter. I kept it to think about. Then, yesterday, after my last talk with Uncle Tom, I made up my mind to wash my hands of Link Merwell, and I burned the letter up." "I'm glad you washed your hands of Merwell, Nat," replied Dave, with warmth. "He is not the sort for any respectable fellow to associate with.
"If he keeps on like this, he'll not have a friend in the world." "Well, he hasn't many friends now," answered Dave. "At Oak Hall the majority of the fellows turned him down just as they turned down Link Merwell." "Oh, that Link Merwell!" sighed Laura. "I trust I never see or hear of him again!" Bright and early the next day the boys arose and packed the last of their baggage.
You haven't any idea how that fellow hates me." "Hum!" mused Sid Todd. "Well, maybe, but I thought it must be the hoss-thieves." "Why would horse-thieves want to hurt our horses?" "They wouldn't want to do that, but they might be thinking our horses would fall and throw us. But I see that reasoning is weak. Maybe it was young Merwell and Hank Snogger.
Man and boy were in the best of spirits, and both made rapid time over the dusty roads. "Maybe you'll meet a friend of yours at the station when the train comes in," said Todd. "A friend? Who?" asked Dave. "That Merwell boy. Yates heard he was coming to-day. One of the cowboys from Merwell's ranch said so." "I don't know that I care to meet him," answered Dave. "He is no friend of mine."
As they advanced, the sky kept growing steadily darker, both on account of the storm and because the day was drawing to a close. "Here's the spot where we passed Link and that man with him," said Dave, presently. "Wonder who that fellow was?" "Oh, some hand from the Merwell ranch, I suppose. He didn't seem to be very sociable. He kept his head turned away all the time Link was talking to us."
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