"Then I shall send for Ben—his name is Ben Boone—and you can start bright and early Monday morning."
CHAPTER XXXI. BEN BOONE.
Ben Boone was a tall, loose-jointed man with a shambling gait, who looked as if he wished to get through life as easily as possible. It would be hard to find a man less ambitious. His movements were slow, and he seemed the incarnation of laziness.
He was as slow in speech as in action. Yet he was a successful hunter and had tramped about Colorado so much that no better guide could be found.
"I heard you wanted to see me, Mr. Packard," he said, when he made his appearance.
"Yes, I may have something for you to do. How are you getting on?"
"Not at all, squire. I'm a dreadfully unlucky man."
"So should I have been if I had been as lazy as you."