“We had about decided that you were lost,” Carol declared.
“You would have been right----” Gale began.
“Hold on!” Phyllis exclaimed. “Who is that with Jim?”
The girls saw Jim approaching the campfire where they were all gathered, and with him was the man who two days before had brought the news of the escape of the bank bandits to the K Bar O.
“Are you still hunting for the escaped robbers?” was Phyllis’ eager question the minute the two men came within hearing distance of the girls and Tom.
“Shore!” he answered promptly.
“Well,” Phyllis smiled over the sensation she knew her words would create, “we saw one of them this morning.”
“You what? Where? Are you sure it was one of them?” The questions poured from all present.
“Oh, we’re sure all right,” Phyllis said. “He scared us out of a month’s sleep. I’ve christened him Relentless Rudolph the way he followed us and laughed at us.”
“Followed you? Laughed at you?” Janet echoed. “What do you mean?”