do as he pleases. He didn't invite you or the others to come," returned Dan Baxter with a scowl.
In the meantime, the owner of Red Rock ranch was hurrying around in search of the supposed Bill Cashaw. He visited the kitchen and the other rooms, and then ran to the barn and other outbuildings. But it was all useless; the driver of the wagon could not be found.
"I want all of you to hunt for the wagon driver," stormed the ranch owner. "He must be found!"
"What's wrong now?" asked Andy Jimson.
"Everything. I've just got a warning. Read it."
The long-nosed man did so, and drew down the corners of his mouth.
"This looks bad," he said. "Well, you've got the three Rovers right enough. You think"
"That wagon driver may not be Bill Cashaw at all."
"Worse and worse, Sack. We must find him, by all means."
The search was taken up with renewed care, and four men kept at it for over an hour. Then the crowd assembled in the main room of the ranch.
