"Yes, and get shot," said Fred. "We had better take his advice and go on to Caville."
It did not take them long to reach the fork in the road, and here they turned into the other trail. They had proceeded less than fifty yards, when Dick put up his hand.
"Somebody is coming behind us," he announced.
They halted at a turn in the road and looked back. Two persons soon appeared, both on horse-back. They were riding at a good gait and turned into the trail which was guarded by the old man.
"Well, I never!" cried Tom in amazement.
"I recognized the first man," said Sam. "It was that bushy-haired fellow. I think somebody said his name was Sack Todd."
"That's the chap," replied Dick. "But didn't you recognize the other?"
"No."
"It was Dan Baxter."