The discussion renewed itself as soon as the outlaws had hidden themselves in a pocket of the cap-rock. Again they drew apart from their prisoner and talked in excited but reduced voices.
"The Rangers have got no evidence we collected this fellow," argued Gurley. "Say he disappears off"n the earth. Mebbe he died of thirst lost on the plains. Mebbe a buffalo bull killed him. Mebbe--"
"Mebbe he went to heaven in a chariot of fire," drawled Overstreet, to help out the other"s imagination.
"The point is, why should we be held responsible? n.o.body knows we were within fifty miles of him, doggone it."
"That"s where you"re wrong. The Rangers know it. They"re right on our heels, I tell you," differed Homer Dinsmore.
"We"ll get the blame. No manner o" doubt about that," said Overstreet.
"Say we do. They can"t prove a thing--not a thing."
"You talk plumb foolish, Steve. Why don"t you use yore brains?" answered Homer impatiently. "We can go just so far. If we overstep the limit this country will get too hot for us. There"ll be a grand round-up, an" we"d get ours without any judge or jury. The folks of this country are law-abidin", but there"s a line we can"t cross."
"That"s all right," agreed Pete. "But there"s somethin" in what Steve says. If this tenderfoot wandered off an" got lost, n.o.body"s goin" to hold us responsible for him."
"He didn"t no such thing get lost. Listen. Tex Roberts was with him the day Steve--fell over the box. Tex was with him when we had the rumpus with the Kiowas on the Canadian. Those lads hunt together. Is it likely this Ridley, who don"t know sic" "em, got so far away from the beaten trails alone? Not in a thousand years. There"s a bunch of Rangers somewheres near. We got to play our hands close, Pete."
"We"re millin" around in circles, Homer. Why does this fellow Ridley claim he"s alone? He must know it"s up to him to persuade us his friends are about two jumps behind us."
"One guess is as good as another. Here"s mine," said Overstreet. "He wants to throw us off our guard. He"s hopin" we"ll pull some fool break an" the Rangers will make a gather of our whole bunch."
"Good enough," said Homer, nodding agreement. "Another thing. This lad Ridley"s not game. But he"s a long way from bein" yellow. He"s not gonna queer the campaign of the Rangers by tellin" what he knows."
"Betcha I can make him talk," boasted Gurley. "Put a coupla sticks between the roots of his fingers an" press--"
"Think we"re a bunch of "Paches, Steve?" demanded Homer roughly. "Come to that, I"ll say plain that I"m no murderer, let alone torture. I"ve killed when I had to, but the other fellow had a run for his money. If I beat him to the draw that was his lookout. He had no holler comin".
But this kid--not for me."
"Different here," said Pete evenly. "He knew what he was up against when he started. If it was us or him that had to go, I wouldn"t hesitate a minute. Question is, what"s safest for us?"
"The most dangerous thing for us is to harm him. Do that, an" we won"t last a month in this country."
"What"s yore idea, then, Homer? We can"t hold him till Christmas. Soon as we let him go, he"ll trot back an" tell all he knows," protested his brother irritably.
"What does he know? Nothin" except that we found him when he claimed to be lost an" that we looked after him an" showed him how to get home.
Even if he"s seen those cattle he can"t prove we burned the brands, can he?"
"No-o."
"In a day or two we"ll take the trail. I"ll put it to Ridley that we haven"t time to take him back to town an" that he"d sure get lost if we turned him loose here. We"ll drop him somewheres on the trail after we"ve crossed the line."
"Fine an" dandy," jeered Gurley. "We"ll introduce him to the herd an"
take him along so"s he"ll be sure we"re the rustlers."
They wrangled back and forth, covering the same ground time and again.
At last they agreed to postpone a decision till next day.
Homer reported the issue of their debate, colored to suit his purpose, to the white-faced Ranger. "I reckon we"ll have to look out for you, Ridley. It wouldn"t do to turn you loose. You"d get lost sure. Mebbe in a day or two some of us will be driftin" in to town an" can take you along."
"If you"d start me in the right direction I think I could find my way back," Arthur said timidly.
"No chance, young fellow. You"ll stay right here till we get good an"
ready for you to go. See?"
The Ranger did not push the point. He knew very well it would not be of the least use. His fears were temporarily allayed. He felt sure that Homer Dinsmore would put up a stiff argument before he would let him be sacrificed.
CHAPTER x.x.xI
A PAIR OF DEUCES
From the lookout point among the rocks where he was stationed Overstreet shouted a warning to his companions below.
"Fellow with a white flag ridin" in. Looks like he might be a Ranger."
Pete Dinsmore dropped a coffee-pot and took three strides to his rifle.
His brother Homer and Steve Gurley garnished themselves promptly with weapons. They joined the lookout, and from the big rocks could see without being seen.
The man coming to their hang-out had a handkerchief or a flour sack tied to the barrel of his rifle and was holding it in the air. He jogged along steadily without any haste and without any apparent hesitation. He was leading a saddled riderless horse.
A rifle cracked.
Pete Dinsmore whirled on Gurley angrily. "What you do that for?"
Malice, like some evil creature, writhed in Gurley"s face. "It"s that fellow Roberts. We got him right at last. Leggo my arm."
"I"ll beat yore head off if you shoot again. Lucky for you you missed.
Don"t you see he comes here as a messenger. Ellison musta sent him."
"I don" care how he comes. He"ll never go away except feet first." The man who had been horsewhipped by the Ranger was livid with rage.
Dinsmore swung him round by the shoulder savagely. "Who elected you boss of this outfit, Steve? Don"t ride on the rope or you"ll sure git a fall."
The eyes of Pete were blazing. Gurley gave way sullenly.
"Tha"s all right. I ain"t aimin" noways to cross you. I can wait to git this fellow if you say so."
The Ranger had pulled up his horse and was waving the improvised flag.
Pete gave directions.
"Homer, you an" Dave go down an" find out what he wants. Don"t bring him in unless you blindfold him first. We don"t wanta introduce him to the place so as he can walk right in again any time."
The two men named walked out to meet the Ranger. They greeted him with grim little nods, which was exactly the salutation he gave them. The hard level eyes of the men met without yielding an eyebeat.