THEY KEPT UP WITH THE WILD RIDING MEXICANS.
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“It must not be,” declared Dorothy Dale, vigorously. “And if they have made auntie ride over to that place with them——”
“They have kidnapped her, I tell you!” cried Tavia, her excitement growing.
“I kyan’t believe it, gals,” said Lance Petterby. “But I’ll rout out yuh hands.”
“And we’ll get our ponies. Come, Doro,” added Tavia, starting on a run for the horse corral.
“Sorry Hank ain’t here,” said Lance, as he gave Gaby the rein. “But I’ll git the hull bunch yuh say is down there to the brandin’ pen.”
“Oh, come on, Doro! Come on!” shouted Tavia, over her shoulder. “We must go with them. It will be a regular cowboy chase—just like we see in the movies.”
“Oh, Tavia! do be sensible.”
“How can I be? Your auntie is kidnapped. They’ll try to make her sign the paper——”