“Breakfast will be ready soon. You'd better be back soon, if you're goin' by the stage this morning. You are goin', I reckon?” said the landlord, eyeing them sharply.
“We intend to do so,” said Melville. “We will walk a little farther, and then return to the house.”
The landlord turned and retraced his steps to the Echo Gulch Hotel.
“Do you think he heard anything that we were saying?” asked Herbert.
“I think not.”
“I wonder what brought him out here?”
“Probably he wanted to make sure that we were going in the stage. He is laudably anxious to have as many victims and as much plunder as possible.”
“You told him you were going in the stage?”
“Yes, I have decided to do so.”
“Have you decided upon anything else, Mr. Melville?”