Tom's comment. "Do you know what I think? I think that cowboy sent us into this on purpose."
"Maybe he did," came from Dick. "Did it, I suppose, to get square because we didn't pay him all he thought the steer was worth."
To round up the horses was no easy task, and by the time this was accomplished it was long past dark. They searched around for a suitable spot and then went into camp.
"This trip is lasting longer than I expected," remarked Dick when they were around the campfire preparing an evening meal. "I trust the others don't get worried about us."
"Oh, I guess they know that we can take care of ourselves," answered Tom.
"I wish I had that cowboy here," muttered Sam. "I'd give him a piece of my mind."
"I think we'd all do that," added Fred.
"I vos gif him a biece of mine mind from der end of mine fist," said Hans, and this made them all laugh.
The camping spot was not a particularly good one, yet all slept soundly. They left Wags on guard, but nothing came to disturb them.
It was misty in the morning and so raw that fchey shivered as they prepared to start off. How to proceed was a question, and it took them a good quarter of an hour to decide it.
