“That is, if they are allowed to come out here,” added Mr. Gilroy, doubtfully.
“I’m sure of their joining us later. I wrote letters to their fathers and expressed myself quite plainly about the way their daughters were being deprived of traveling and seeing what most young ladies would give their hats to see. But I haven’t mentioned my letters to the Missus, or the girls here, understand?”
Mr. Gilroy chuckled. Yes, he understood perfectly!
“Well, I’ll authorize you to go hunt up two large enough cars early to-morrow morning, to accommodate our party. Then we can compare notes in a few days, and see if we cover the field better than with horses,” agreed Mr. Gilroy.
“All right—done!” exclaimed Mr. Vernon, as they got up and started for their respective rooms to sleep.
At breakfast the following morning, the plan of securing two automobiles to drive to the points of interest within a radius of Santa Fé was heartily approved by every one in the party.
“Let me do the bargaining for you,” said the Ranger. “Every one in the town knows me by sight, and I am sure I will be able to secure better rates.”
“All right,” agreed Mr. Gilroy; “glad to get rid of the trouble.”
“We’ll go with you, Sandy,” offered Burt, including Adair and Chase in his glance.
For a few hours that morning, therefore, the scouts were left to amuse themselves. Sandy had promised to get back with the cars, if they should find any, before noon. The host of the ranch house had promised to look after the horses and burros whenever the owners should be absent. Fodder was cheap and the weather was fine, consequently there was no reason why the animals should not fare well.