"We had better take 'em inside," went on Sack Todd.
"Just as you say," answered Andy Jirason. "I reckon you boys remember me," he went on with a grin.
"You are the man who was on that lumber raft that came near running down our houseboat," said Dick.
"Struck it, fust clip. Didn't expect to meet me ag'in, did ye?"
"I did not."
"Wanted to shoot me, didn't ye?"
"Didn't you deserve it?" asked Sam boldly. "You came mighty close to sinking us."
"Oh, that was only a bit of fun on the part o' the feller who owned the raft. He knew what he was doin'. But I reckon you didn't know what you were doin' when you spied on Sack and his outfit," continued the long-nosed man sarcastically.
"They'll know what they were doing before I am through with 'em," said the owner of Red Rock ranch.
"What are you going to do with us?" demanded Dick.
"That remains to be seen."
"You had better let us go."
At this, Sack Todd set up a laugh of derision.
"You'll not leave here yet awhile, young man.
