“Reckon they got enough for a day or so,” observed Ike dryly. “To-morrow mornin’, then, is it?”
“Yes. Make camp to-morrow afternoon wherever you think best, only do not let us get past your camping place. Thank you so much. I do not know what we should have done without you, but I sincerely hope our more serious troubles are now at an end,” added Grace.
“Mebby, mebby,” observed Ike Fairweather, thoughtfully stroking his whiskers. “Between you an’ me, I don’t reckon they be.”
CHAPTER XVI
A GLIMPSE INTO FAIRYLAND
THE Overton girls’ equipment wagon, as was customary, went ahead of the outfit next morning, and had been gone for nearly two hours when the party decided to start on their way.
Hippy Wingate saddled their horses for them, and gallantly assisted them to mount.
“That husband of mine must have learned how to assist ladies to their saddles when I wasn’t looking,” frowned Nora.
Grace shook her head.
“It is the thought of how near he has come to losing us all in the battles with the bandits that has softened Hippy’s heart,” corrected Grace Harlowe.