THE MAN IN SADDLE
"But I'm not going, I tell you!" Ferrier burst out as if the idea that he was not, made him furious.
"What do you mean?" Carron demanded. "I'm only accepting a proposition you made yourself yesterday! Have you forgotten it?"
"No," Ferrier said doggedly. He stooped so that his face was hidden, and began to fumble nervously for his shoes. "But I can't do it."
"Why?"
"I'm afraid."
"Of what?"
Ferrier gave him a darting upward glance.
"Of what?" Carron insisted. "You weren't afraid of anything yesterday. Has there been any change in the situation since?"
"No—no, no!" Ferrier cried vehemently. He looked frightened.
"Well, I didn't suppose there had been," Carron said coolly, "and in that case you're going to stick to your bargain. Come," he added more kindly, as Ferrier continued to fix him with his panicky eyes, "I'm not asking much of you, only that you show me the trail, and perhaps a few hours' work when we get to the end of it. You needn't see the game we're after. " He paused, and considered his hesitating opponent. "And there's one part of your bargain we are not going to stick to. We are going to revert
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