“You can dispatch two of your men to overtake the stampeded ponies and find the dog teams. Toma will go along with them.”
Murky issued the orders, but the young guide stepped forward and exclaimed:
“Men not all here, corporal. First time over at warehouse I count six packers. Only four here.”
Dick confirmed Toma’s statement.
“That’s right. There were six. I counted them myself. We’d better be careful.”
“Is this true, Murky?” Rand scowled.
“Yep.”
“Where are they?”
“How should I know? I wasn’t here. Yuh oughta know that.”
“You’ll be responsible if anything happens,” warned the policeman.