“Yes, and they did not even take a shot at me, which was a surprise. I expected they would pop away a few times.”
“What are we going to do after we get out on the open desert again?” asked Jack. “It seems to me we’ll be as bad off as ever.”
“We’ll have to go around the range to the south, or wait for the Indians to get away from that water-hole, so we can go through the mountains as we originally intended.”
“The Indians may not go away.”
“I rather think they have been scared so they’ll not hang around there long. I don’t fancy they’ll be anywhere in the vicinity by morning.”
“If they are gone——”
“We’ll be all right, providing we can make our hard bread and dried beef hold out till we can reach one of the small railroad towns.”
“How far away is the railroad?”
“Not much over fifty miles.”
“That is easy!” declared Rattleton. “We can make it on a spurt!”