But Morley was sliding from his plunging horse to the ground, where he carried out to the letter the commands of the erstwhile mistress of the Silver Fox.
“There’s some of the doctor’s stuff tied behind Leach’s saddle,” Mary said to Henry. “Get it.”
Henry obeyed.
“Tie it behind my saddle,” was the next command.
Henry complied.
“Now get on Morley’s horse,” said Mary; and Henry mounted.
“Take the reins of the other horse and be ready to lead him.”
Henry swung Morley’s horse to the head of Leach’s and took the reins. At the same time Mary was mounting her own animal, and she did it quickly, despite the pain that the jerky movement gave her.
“All right,” she said to Henry. “Lead out at a gallop.”
Morley risked a glance over his shoulder. “You’re not going to leave us ’way out here on the desert, Miss Temple!”