Sadie Rodney, rancher’s daughter though she was, showed signs of alarm. She shrank close to Inza, murmuring:
“How did he dare say anything like that? Charlie has been known to shoot a man for less provocation.”
To her astonishment, Inza did not seem at all alarmed, but confidently returned:
“It will be a good thing for him if he tries to shoot any one in this crowd. Those boys can take care of themselves.”
Miss Abigail nodded.
“I am sure that Mr. Merriwell can take care of himself,” she said.
“Und I peen retty to brotect you mit your life!” declared Hans, who was clinging close to the spinster.
With two bounds Indian Charlie was upon the veranda.
“Did you refer to me, sir?” he said, facing Hodge.
Bart surveyed him from head to feet.