“I say, suppose he has collected a lot of gold, and those rough fellows know of it?”
“Why, they’d kill him, and take every scrap,” cried Esau. “Here, let’s go and tell Mr Raydon.”
“He would not stir to help, I am sure. Mr Raydon does not want Gunson there, and he would be glad if he was driven away.”
“Think old Gunson knows of those chaps coming?”
“I don’t know. I should think not.”
“Let’s go and see.”
“Yes?”
“And if he don’t know, tell him.”
“Yes; that is what I should like to do,” I said. “We ought to warn him.”
“Course we ought. He helped us.”