“Then, the thing is easy. If the stuff will do that we can simply wipe that crowd off the face of the earth.”
Gorilla Jake stood up and looked across the rocky land.
“How fur is it to that whisky cache? Seems to me I’d like a drink myself. But with no dope in it; none o’ that dope fer me!”
“The cache isn’t far from the Ute village.”
“If the reds has found it thar’ll be an empty cache when we git thar.”
“I don’t think they could find it.”
“I reckon we ought to be movin’ out of this. If I understood you, after Cody’s crowd put that woman back into the stage they’re likely to come this way, follerin’ our trails.”
“They’re sure to.”
He stepped farther out, still looking about.