"Meet Hawk and Buzz up yonder?" asked the bushbinder, tersely, jerking his thumb over his shoulder as he spoke, in the direction of the mountain crossing.
At first thought the postboy was at a loss how to reply, but he quickly decided that it was best to tell the truth if he said anything, so he replied:
"Yes."
"Any trouble?"
"None but what we could settle among ourselves."
"Good. An' here I want to tell yer it'll be best fer ye to be on the square with th' boys. Understand!"
"I think I do. At any rate, I shall try and do my duty, Mr. Burrnock."
A puzzled look came over the swarthy countenance of the bushbinder, as he was not fully satisfied with the postboy's reply, but before he could speak again, Budd Grass appeared upon the scene with the mail bag. As she handed it to Little Snap, she whispered:
"Look sharp! you are threatened with trouble."
Dix Lewis would fain have asked her what she meant, but he could not do so without arousing the attention of Pewee Burrnock, which he did not think advisable to do.