"Well, maybe, but he looked honest to me."
"And he did to me too. What do you think, Lucky?"
"I think heem straight."
"Then I reckon it's all right. We'll take it for granted anyhow until we find out to the contrary."
Greatly to their disappointment they got no more information in the little village of Beaver which they reached late that night. No one seemed to have seen the men although they found several who said that they knew Long, but none of them had seen him for more than a year.
"Looks as though they had given this burg the go-by," Jack said when they were in the little room which they had secured for the night.
"It does look that way," Bob agreed. "I wonder why?"
"Probably too near the scene of their operations."
"Maybe."
"But the farther north we go the worse that man Long's reputation seems to get."