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“You’ll hear from me!” shouted the departing caller as he flung himself into his saddle.

“I hear ye now, but yer voice sounds like as if ye was afraid of somethin’,” drawled Sam.

The fellow rode away without another word.

“Follow him, Sam!” urged Grace. “We don’t know but they may rush us, just as the raiders did last night,” warned Grace.

“Leave it to Jim. He’s out thar an’ Jim kin trail a canary bird without the bird ever knowin’ it. Jim’ll give us the word if them fellers try any of their fancy tricks.”

“Oh, Samuel, why didn’t you shoot while you had an excuse for doing so?” begged Emma.

The Overlanders laughed. They knew Emma and they did not take her suggestion seriously.

Half an hour later, during which time the Overland Riders had remained quietly alert, Jim came stalking in, stroking his whiskers.

“Have they gone?” questioned the Overlanders in chorus.

“I reckon they knowed what was good for ’em, so they skedaddled,” replied Jim.

“Which way an’ whar did they go?” demanded Sam.

“West! How do I know whar they went?”