CHAPTER XVI
After they had gone below Dennison dropped into Jane’s chair. Immediately Dodge began to talk: “So you nearly throttled that ornery coyote, huh? Whata you know about this round-up? The three o’ ’em came in, and I never smelt nothin’ until they were on top o’ me. How should I smell anythin’? Hobnobbing together for days, how was I to know they were a bunch of pirates? Is your old man sore?”
“Naturally.”
“I mean appertainin’ to me?”
“I don’t see how he could be. Who took care of you—bound you up?”
“That nice-lookin’ greaser with the slue foot. Soft speakin’ like a woman and an eye like a timber wolf. Some hombre! Where we bound for?”
“God knows!”—dejectedly.
“Bad as that, huh? Your girl?”