"Well, he sure does look the part," Sue declared with a shrug of her shoulders. "I wish they could catch him."
"A consummation devoutly to be desired," Bob smiled. "But I imagine he's a pretty slippery customer."
"You said it," Sue affirmed.
"Do you suppose his hiding place is anywhere in these hills? I mean the place where he hides the cattle he steals," Jack asked.
"It's more than likely," Sue replied. "You see, it's only a few miles to the border and he'd naturally choose a place not too far from the line so that he wouldn't have to drive them very far."
"It seems likely," Bob agreed. Then, after a moment's pause, he said: "I've an idea. Jack, you ride home with Sue and I'll follow that fellow a bit and who knows but I may find out where they hang up."
"Not on your life," Sue objected. "Boy, you don't know what you'd be up against. It's not like your Maine woods where you know your way around. Besides, they're bad men, who would think no more of killing you than they would of shooting a steer."
"But I wouldn't let them catch me," Bob argued.
"Maybe not, but then again they might. They know this country and you don't and that gives them a big advantage."
"But think of the opportunity. They are probably on the way to their hiding place and there may never be so good a chance again. It's worth the risk."