"Quite a few," answered the cowboy. "Well, now I've got to go and help chase them," and he hurried through his meal and rode off with Uncle Frank and the others.
"Say, I wish we could go, don't you, Janet?" asked Teddy of his sister, when they were left by themselves near the corral.
"No, I don't! I don't want to chase Indians!"
"Well, I'd chase 'em and you could watch me."
"You're not big enough," said the little girl. "Indians are awful big. Don't you remember the one we saw at the station?"
"Yes. But maybe the ones that took Uncle Frank's ponies are little Indians."
"I don't care," Janet said. "I don't want to chase after any of 'em. I don't like 'em."
"All right—then I won't go," decided Teddy. "But let's go and take a ride on our ponies."
"Yes, I'll do that," agreed Janet, and soon, having had one of the cowboys who had been left behind at Ring Rosy Ranch saddle Clipclap and Star Face, the Curlytops started for their ride.
"Don't go too far!" called Mrs. Martin after the children.