“But you do know more. What do you suppose?”
“They are pushing toward New Mexico.”
“But that is hundreds of miles off.”
“That doesn’t hinder their riding that way more than it does us; they may never get there, but I suspect they are aiming for that country.”
“Do you believe Rickard is an enemy of Nick?”
“There’s no doubt of it; that little affair last night, which he must have explained to you, has stirred up all the ugliness in Bell’s nature, and he is full of it.”
“What do you think he means to do with Nick?”
“I would like to answer that question,” said Strubell, who evidently sympathized with his young friend; “but I cannot.”
“Do you fear he means to kill him?”
“I hope not.”