“‘Red’ watched him until he had disappeared, and then drove on. It must have been half an hour later that he heard more mad galloping behind him. He turned to look, and there came Haig, riding like all fury.
“‘Have you seen a horse?’ he yelled as he reined up alongside the wagon.
“‘Well I just guess!’ said the boy. ‘Sunnysides. How did he––?’
“‘How was the saddle––loose or not?’ asked Haig.
“‘No, it hadn’t turned––if that’s what––’
“‘Thank you!’ replied Haig, starting on.
“‘Wait!’ the boy shouted. ‘He ain’t gone that way!’
“‘What?’
“‘I say, he ain’t gone that way.’
“Haig stared at him suspiciously. Was the boy trying to trick him, in emulation of his elders? He was about to ride on, disdaining to heed him, when something in the boy’s honest face struck his attention.