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“Yes,” announced Grace after a careful examination of the tracks. “Those are Ginger’s tracks, or else Ginger has a double; but what was my pony doing here? What does it mean, Sam?”

“I reckon it means that the feller who shot at me had your hoss. Hark!”

A scattering fire of revolver shots was heard from farther down the valley, and now Joe Bindloss’s cowpunchers came riding from the ranch-house, they too having heard the shots.

“It’s down by our camp!” cried Nora.

“Go to it, fellows!” shouted the rancher. “You folks go back to the ranch-house, I’m going to follow the boys,” he announced, spurring his horse into a run.

Instead of following his direction the Overland Riders started at a brisk walk for their camp.

“Aren’t we going back to finish our dance?” wailed Emma.

“Not until we find out what is going on down yonder,” answered Tom Gray with a wave of the hand towards their camp.

“Oh, what a shame to spoil a perfectly lovely party!” wailed Emma. “Two-gun Pete surely could handle his feet even if they are big, and I was having such a nice talk with him about Freud, too.”