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The boy's disappointment was keen, yet he determined that his friends should not see it. And, as quickly as he could do so, Tad slipped away and went home to fight out his boyish sorrow all alone. Tad's mother found him out in the barn half an hour later, vigorously grooming the old mare. Mrs.
"You'd have both of us at the bottom if I left it to you to take care of this end." "I'm ready, sir when you are," reminded Tad. The guide, without further delay, and giving no heed to Professor Zepplin's nervous protests, slipped the noose over Tad's shoulders, and, drawing it down and up under his arms, secured the knot so that the loop might not tighten under the weight of the boy's body.
Tad's mind was working, though his body was not. "Make believe you're going to sleep, but don't overdo it," whispered Tad. This was something that Stacy could do, and he did it with such naturalness that Tad could not repress a smile.
He fully expected to see a bear lumber from the shadows at any second now. If this happened he did not know what he should do. Of course he could ride away, but in doing so he might alarm the watching sheepmen and upset all their plans. The noise after approaching for some moments, suddenly ceased. Tad's eyes were fairly boring into the shadows.
"Just Tad's luck," growled Ned. Before the Pony Rider Boys had an opportunity to voice their astonishment, Rose held up a hand for silence. Voices were heard approaching. "Hurry, hurry!" she whispered excitedly, leading the way through a low, narrow opening into another part of the cave. Tom Phipps's hat was knocked off by the low archway, but not realizing the loss of it, he did not stop.
Tad's share was promptly turned over to his mother. Though he did not know it, the money was deposited to his credit in Mr. Perkins's bank. The exciting experiences of the Pony Rider Boys were not yet at an end.
And as the man on the bridge threw up his arm, Llyn answered the sign hoarsely: "God keep thee, son of Gruffydd!" he cried. Then as his sons closed in he turned on them sternly: "Remember, lads! who touches him touches me. Ah! steady now! Forward!" Even as they clattered on the bridge Tad's challenge and signal to his kinsmen rang out furiously: "The Wolf! The Wolf and Saint David!"
That's all." "Yes, sir; if it hadn't been for Master Tad's quickness we might have lost both the ponies," added the guide. "He caught the fellow and handled him as well as a man could have done until we got there. When you get your full strength, you'll be a whirlwind, young man," glowed Lige. Blushing, Tad slipped from his pony. "The man is a thief, you say, Thomas?" "Yes, sir."
For aught I know we may have to sleep standing up to-night." "Well, I reckon I'd just as soon fall off before dark as after. Anyhow, I don't propose to sleep on this trail as it looks to me now " "Hark!" Tad's voice was sharp and incisive. He was holding up one hand to impose silence on his companions. Walter Perkins' face grew pale, the fat boy's eyes were large and frightened.
Tad's reflections were interrupted by the voice of one of the outlaws. "They're here," said the voice. "I'd like to take a pot at them." "It'll be your last if you try it," threatened Jones. "This is the only safe retreat we've got. We don't propose to give it away by any, such fool play as shooting at a Ranger from it, much as we'd like to get rid of some of those fellows.
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