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“Is everything all right?” called Hippy as they came up to the camp.

“No. Everything’s all wrong,” answered Bindloss savagely. “I’ll kill somebody for this.”

“What happened?” begged Grace.

“My night rangers discovered some fellows fooling about your camp, and knowin’ you was at the ranch-house, because one of ’em had watched you to see what you were doing, he looked a little closer and saw the prowlers nosing into your property. That was Idaho Jones. Idaho fired three shots at the fellows, and that called our other rangers nearby, who rode in hot-foot, but the prowlers skipped before they got in, though not before Jones had taken a few pot shots at them. The thieves got away, but one of the fellows says Jones was certain that he hit one of them.”

“Yes. But what about our ponies?” cried Grace.

“Not a hide nor hair of ’em left,” answered Bindloss. “The critters took ’em all, and one had the nerve to ride yours, Mrs. Gray, almost over to the ranch-house. You better look around and see if they got anything else,” suggested Bindloss amid a tense silence. “Jones and some of the others chased ’em into the hills and are after ’em now.”