“No time.”
“Confound him!” growled Hodge angrily. “Money is no object to him. It’s likely he doesn’t know the value of money. Now, if you had a quart of whisky to offer him, Merriwell, you might get him to do the job.”
“I will give you a new blanket and a rifle,” promised Merry.
“Got blanket an’ rifle,” said the old Indian.
“I will give you a good horse.”
“Got heap good horse.”
“What haven’t you got that you want?”
“No want nothin’.”
“Will you tell us how to get to the cabin of Delores?”
“Go there two time ten mile, find stream, go up him to spring, take trail from spring; it make you come to where Juan he live.”