"Where's Shorty and Jack and Black Pepper?"
Something in the man's question made Frank think quickly. Was it possible that Slim had become separated from the rest of the gang?
"I suppose you know the camp's broken up?" he remarked.
A look of surprise leaped into Slim's face.
"No," he said, hoarsely. "I've been away. What happened? You don't mean to tell me——"
"We're telling you nothing."
"They caught the gang?" went on Slim.
"Wait until we take you down to Lucky Bottom. You'll find out all about it then," said Frank, evasively. If Slim thought the rest of the outlaws were captured he might be more disposed to talk.
"I might have known it," said Slim gloomily. "They were gettin' too careless. I told 'em a hundred times they'd be tripped up, especially after lettin' you two give us the slip."
"We might be able to make it easier for you," Frank suggested.