"Why didn't you say so before?" Cale demanded. "I want you to come with me at once."
Tad demurred, but the guide insisted. Vaughn rode straight down the street until he came to the bank, where Tad assisted him to dismount. Rather to Tad's amazement Cale entered the bank, and greeted the cashier cordially.
"Joe, I want some money."
"All right, Cale. How much?"
"I reckon about two hundred will do me today."
"Sure thing. How long do you want it for?"
"Till I come this way again. Maybe a week, maybe a month. Make out the note for thirty days. I shall probably pay it before that."
"That is an easy way to get money," gasped Tad.
"For some folks. Here, take this and get your pony out of pawn, settle your bills and get ready to move. I see I've got to go along with you boys. I should never have left you, broken bones or no broken bones. Go on now and fix that matter up. Not a word. You may pay me back when you get your remittance."