The robber did go, but aimed a volley of imprecations at Walter, of which the latter took no notice.
In the early evening they arrived at Stilwell and secured rooms at the hotel.
Among the guests was a cattleman from Dakota, who had been to Chicago with a herd of cattle and was now on his way back. He was loud in his complaints of a highwayman whom he had met two days previous, who had relieved him of a wallet containing five hundred dollars.
“Won't you describe him?” asked Walter, struck by a sudden suspicion.
The cattle dealer did so. His description tallied with the personal appearance of Walter's enemy.
“Was he on foot?” asked Walter.
“No; he was on a black horse.”
Walter nodded.
“I know him,” he said.
“Has he robbed you?”