"He tole me not to look or he'd break my neck," said the boy. The posse nervously fingered its arsenal.
"But you did look?"
"Yep. I seen 'em plain."
"Them? Was there more than one?"
"There was a woman in the skift."
"You don't say so!" gasped Squires.
"Dang it, ain't he tellin' you!" Anderson ejaculated scornfully.
The boy was hurried off at the head of the posse, which by this time had been reinforced. He led the way through the dismal thickets, telling his story as he went.
"She was mighty purty, too," he said. "The feller waved his hat when he seen her, an' she waved back. He run down an' jumped in the boat, an' 'nen—'nen—"
"Then what?" exploded Anderson Crow.