“Of course we will. Funny I never thought about it But that means, Dick, that we have a longer ride ahead of us than we first expected. Even by forced travelling, we won’t reach the river much before night.”
“Yes, that’s true.”
“And we’ll have to stop to graze the ponies, not to mention preparing our own lunch.”
“Yes.”
“Then, let’s hurry!”
With a last look at caribou, they dug their heels into their impatient mounts and sped southward, whooping like three cowboys.
CHAPTER XXV
REUNION
Sandy sat with his chin in his hands, his brooding, disconsolate eyes fixed on the opposite shore of Thunder River.
“They aren’t coming tonight,” he finally exploded. “Not a sign of them. We’ve been sitting here for hours just wasting our time. I’m beginning to believe that Henderson lied about that Indian messenger. If Uncle Walter and the mounted police were really coming, they ought to be here now.”
“Don’t be so impatient, Sandy,” Dick laughed. “If you keep on worrying like that, you’ll be a nervous wreck by the time they do get here. Of course, they’re coming. If not tonight—tomorrow or the next day. I see no reason to doubt Henderson’s statement.”