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Sam’s whiskers bristled.

“I reckon I hit what I shot at,” he answered briefly.

“How wonderful! I wish I could shoot like that.” She tapped his holster, and smiled up into the weatherbeaten face.

“You kin. I’ll larn ye, Missie. You’ve got the feel of a gun in yer make-up. We’ll talk about it later on.”

“Yes,” agreed Tom Gray. “Other matters are of more importance at the moment. What have you to say about the attack on us? What does it mean?”

“I reckon they aire a lot of wild cowboys that wanted to have some fun with us,” drawled Sam.

“No. I don’t agree with you,” spoke up Grace. “They were too savage for men bent on having fun with a party of campers. I have been wondering if the mysterious horseman, that kept abreast of us all day, had anything to do with the raid?”

“Cowboys on a spree,” persisted Sam.

“Ain’t no such thing,” interjected Jim, coming in in time to hear his partner’s assertion. “Any galoot with a spoonful o’ brains under his hair would know better ’n that. Them’s wild horse hunters!”