"It's Paw! Hello, Paw. The Doc is here."
Jed Thompson carried a rifle under his arm, and his face was as black as a thunder cloud.
"Here's a squall," murmured Miss Briggs, just loud enough for Grace to hear.
"What you-all doin' here?" he demanded, eyeing the two Overland Riders sternly.
It was plain that Thompson's anger was rapidly getting the best of him.
"You-all! Git out o' mah house afore Ah throws ye out!" he roared.
"Be quiet, Paw," urged Julie weakly, Mrs. Thompson being too frightened to utter a word.
"When we have finished with our work, Mr. Thompson, we will leave. Not one second sooner," retorted Elfreda Briggs coolly, as she stepped forward and faced the irate mountaineer.
"Then Ah'll throw ye out! The pack of ye git out afore Ah fergits mahself and shoots ye out."
Jed started for Miss Briggs, his anger now beyond all control.