'Have you?' exclaimed the man in evident surprise. 'Where is he?'
'Over there,' said Jim, pointing to the horse.
'Where the deuce did he come from?'
'I made the thieves give him up,' said Jim, looking straight at him.
'Then you knew who stole him?'
'Dalton's gang.'
'Who may they be?' asked Alec Beg.
'You'll find out before you have been long in this district,' said Jim. 'I'd advise you to keep out of their way, they'll do you no good.'
'I'm not likely to mix up with a lot like that.'
Jim had his doubts on that head, but made no remark.