Hop grinned and paid the bill.
Then he put the flask in his pocket and set out for the pass.
He had heard Wild say that the spot where the hidden cave was located was only about a mile from the camp, so that made a nice, little walk for him.
The fact was that Hop did not mind walking, anyhow.
He was in the saddle so much that it was a relief to get the opportunity to walk around once in a while.
Reaching the pass, he took a good look at the sign and gave a nod of approval.
Hop had learned to read English pretty well, though he could not speak it with any great degree of accuracy.
But he did not want to do any better than what he did in that line, for his style just suited him.
"Make pay allee samee toll, so be," he said, musingly. "Whattee lat?"
That was just a little too much for him.