“You mean he set his deer on me as he might set a dog?” asked Teddy.
“Sure, that’s it.”
“I don’t believe this cowboy had anything to do with the deer upsetting me,” Teddy said quietly.
“I don’t, either,” said Dick, siding with Teddy.
“Well, maybe I’m wrong,” Joe admitted. “But it’s mighty strange that the deer stays around here. He wouldn’t do that unless his owner was somewhere near, and I think the cowboy owns him.”
“Why doesn’t he capture the deer, then, and keep him from bothering us?” asked Teddy.
“Maybe he can’t catch the deer, any more than we can,” Joe said. “I’d like to meet that cowboy.”
“So would I,” Teddy agreed. “But while he may have something to do with the deer, I don’t believe he set the deer on me.”
“Then why did the deer upset you?” Joe asked.
“Oh, he’s young—just sort of playful,” Teddy answered.