“How did you know that we were without a guide?” asked Grace.
“The folks back in Cinnabar told me when I rode in there this afternoon, so I jest hustled down here to catch up with you.”
“What will you charge to guide us through the Park?” asked Hippy.
“All I can git.”
“What you get out of this outfit won’t make you round-shouldered to carry,” Stacy informed the applicant.
“We ordinarily pay about twenty-five dollars a week,” said Tom.
“How long you folks goin’ to be here?”
“Perhaps a month,” replied Tom. “We wish to do the Park thoroughly.”
“I’ll take the job.”
“Not so fast, old man. We haven’t asked you to do so yet. In fact, we had rather decided not to take on a guide, and that we would go it alone,” Lieutenant Wingate made reply.