“Ned,” said Chris, after they had been in bed a short time, “we’re off.”
“Yes,” said Ned. “Bagh! Bagh! Bagh! as Griggs has it.”
“Hush, or you’ll wake my dad.”
Chapter Eight.
Shutting up Shop.
“I didn’t believe we ever should start,” said Chris, one morning at daybreak.
“But you were wrong,” said Ned, “and here’s good-bye to the old place.”
It was a month later, during which time the journey had been made to the nearest town, the stores and other necessaries purchased, and after preparations which had lasted till midnight, every one had declared that there was nothing else to be done, and all had lain down to sleep, Griggs included, he having decided to stay at the ranch for the last night, after bringing over his baggage and animals, and he had by a gruesome kind of choice elected to sleep in the long shed.