He started for the pony and led him without resistance to Roy.
“Here’s the creature, Roy, that started the whole thing,” he muttered. “Want to ride him? I’ll lead Star.”
“You bet I want to ride him!” was the vehement answer. “Say, what happened to you, Teddy? You had a long start on me.”
“Lost him,” Teddy said laconically. Not for worlds would he have told his brother that he had captured the horse and turned him loose so that Roy could have the glory of taking him to Nell. “He got away from me. Come on, let’s get started. Feel O. K. now?”
“Little damp,” Roy responded, and grinned. He climbed into the saddle. “Try to act up now, you bronc, and see where it gets you! All right, Teddy. We’re off!”
CHAPTER III
Mysterious Riders
The two Manley boys rode back slowly, Roy glancing over his shoulder toward the rocks just before they were lost to sight. Teddy saw the gesture, and grinned.
“How high is the top of that cliff from the water, Roy?” he asked.
“One hundred feet; maybe less.”
“And how high was it when you were falling?”