Denton listened, but made no movement.
The next morning when the stage drew up before the door, not only Oliver and Bundy, but Denton also, were standing on the piazza, with their carpet-bags, ready to depart.
All got into the stage, and it set out.
It had hardly proceeded half a mile when, by previous arrangement, Bundy said suddenly:
"Oliver, I believe we must go back. There is one thing I quite forgot to attend to in Kelso."
"All right!" said Oliver. "It makes no difference to me."
The driver was signalled, and Oliver and Bundy got out.
Oliver glanced at Denton. He looked terribly amazed, and seemed undecided whether to get out also.
"Good-morning, Mr. Graham," said Oliver, with a great show of politeness. "I am sorry you will have a lonely ride."
"Good-by," muttered Denton, and the stage rolled on.