“There’s only one thing to do,” Connie decided. “Lefty, you go on ahead to the ranch and come back with some horses. We’ll have a long wait here, but it’s the best that can be done.”
“I’ll get back just as soon as I can,” the cowboy promised.
He started down the trail but had gone only a few feet when he halted. Emerging from among the trees was a lone rider leading a string of horses.
“It’s Jim Barrows!” shouted Lefty, waving his hat. “And he has our ponies!”
CHAPTER XIV
A Telltale Handkerchief
“Good old Jim!” murmured Connie gratefully as she saw the rider coming up the trail. “He’s saved our lives.”
Lefty hurried down the path to meet the man and help him with the horses.
“Everything all right?” asked Jim as he rode up. “I was worried when I found your ponies on the trail. I thought you knew how to tie a rope, Lefty.”
Ignoring the thrust, the cowboy asked quickly:
“Where did you find the hosses, Jim?”