"Oh, Dave, how could you!" cried Jessie, when they were alone.
"Well, Jessie, you wouldn"t want me to appear like a coward, would you?"
he asked.
"No, of course not, Dave! But--if you had been--killed!"
"I was watching out, I can tell you that," he answered, and then changed the subject, for he did not like to see the girl he admired so distressed.
After the excitement of the bronco riding, the boys were glad enough to take it easy for several days. Belle had a tennis court and a croquet ground, and they played each game for hours at a time. The girls were all good players and won the majority of the games.
"Tennis and croquet are all well enough when you have nice girls to play with," remarked Roger. "But otherwise I fancy I"d find them dead slow."
"He"d play twenty-four hours at a stretch with Laura," was Phil"s comment.
"Not to mention how long you"d play with Belle," retorted the senator"s son.
"Dave doesn"t care to play at all when Jessie is around," went on Phil, slyly.
"Neither of "em cares to play--if there"s a hammock and a chair handy,"
added Roger.
"I noticed yesterday, when Jessie and I were playing tennis, you fellows were so busy talking to the girls you forgot all about your games,"
retorted Dave. "And one of you was spouting poetry, about "eyes divine,"
or something like that."
"Not me!" cried Roger.
"Then it must have been Phil!"
"No, it was Roger," protested the shipowner"s son. "I saw him writing poetry when he should have been sending a letter home."
"You go on, you manufacturer of bombastic fairy tales!" cried the senator"s son, and he commenced to chase Phil around the piazza. The other boy leaped the rail and Roger followed, and then both commenced to wrestle on the gra.s.s.
"Mercy me! What"s going on?" cried Laura, coming from the sitting-room.
"Greatest exhibition on the globe!" called out Dave, in showman style.
"The two marvelous lightweights of the United States, Master Hitem Morr and Lamem Lawrence. They will fight to a finish, without gloves, weather permitting. Walk up, tumble up, or crawl up! Admission ten cents, one dime; young ladies with grandfathers in arms, half-price!"
"Oh, Dave!" cried his sister, and burst out laughing. The noise brought Jessie and Belle to the scene, and seeing what was going on, all of the girls commenced to pelt the boys on the gra.s.s with tennis b.a.l.l.s. The "attack" lasted for several minutes, and then the girls ran away, and the boys went after them, into the house and out again, and across the yard, and then through the kitchen, much to the astonishment of the Chinese cook. Here Phil scooped up a ladleful of soup.
"Halt, base enemy!" he cried, holding the soup aloft. "One step closer and thou shalt be----" And then he slipped and the soup slopped over his hand and his shoes. He ran for the yard again, dropped on a bench, in mock exhaustion; and there the others joined him; and the fun, for the time being, came to an end.
"We are going to the railroad station this afternoon with papa," said Belle. "Want to go along?"
"Will a duck drink ice-cream soda!" cried Roger. "Of course we will go along."
"Then you had better get ready now--for we are to start directly after lunch."
"Anything special at the station?" questioned Dave.
"Papa is going to see a man about some horses. He wants to buy a few more good ones, if he can."
"It"s a pity we can"t find out what became of the others," went on Dave.
It took the girls some time to prepare for the journey to the railroad station, so the start from Star Ranch was not made until after two o"clock. Mr. Endicott rode in advance, and the young folks paired off in couples after him.
When they got to the bridge Dave was much surprised to see a couple of men at work repairing the structure. They were putting down some planking that was bound to last a long while.
"Mr. Merwell must have opened his heart at last," said Dave, to the railroad president.
"Not at all, Dave; I am having this work done," was Mr. Endicott"s reply.
"But I thought you said it was up to Mr. Merwell to keep this bridge in repair."
"So it is, but as he won"t do anything, rather than have a quarrel, I am repairing it myself."
"Do you think he wants to sell out? Maybe that is his reason for not spending money in repairs."
"He will sell out, but his price is very high--too high to suit the man who wants to buy."
Leaving the vicinity of the bridge, the party continued on the way to the railroad station. The train was not yet in, but it soon arrived and on it came the man Mr. Endicott wished to see. From the train also stepped Hank Snogger. The ranch hand had evidently been to a barber in the city, for he was shaven and his hair was closely trimmed.
"He looks like quite a different person," remarked Belle. "He always wore his hair long and straggly before."
"Yes, and he wasn"t any too clean," answered Dave. "Now he is well washed and brushed."
Hank Snogger walked around the station on an errand, and then came up to where a horse was waiting for him. As he did this he pa.s.sed quite close to the boys and girls and gave the former a cold stare.
"Do you know, I feel sure I have seen somebody that looks like him,"
said Dave in a whisper. "I said so before. But I can"t place the man."
"Yes, I"ve seen somebody that looked like him, too," added Roger. "It was while we were coming out here. Now let me think." And he rubbed his chin reflectively.
"Here"s a letter about that boy we helped, Charley Gamp," said Phil, who had just received the mail.
"Charley Gamp!" cried Dave. "That"s it--that"s the same face! This Hank Snogger looks exactly like Charley Gamp!"
CHAPTER XXV
THE BEGINNING OF THE GRAND HUNT
Dave"s announcement produced a little sensation, and for the moment his chums stared at him in astonishment.
"Come to think of it, that man does look like the little newsboy," said Roger, slowly. "Do you suppose they can be related?"