“Well,” spoke up McGowan, “if five thousand dollars will help any toward the capture of either Bernritter or Bascomb, I stand ready to post that amount on each.”
He turned inquiringly to the scout.
“It wouldn’t be any incentive to me,” said the scout.
“I’ll see what can be done about it when I get back to Phœnix, McGowan,” said Rising.
“I am going to reimburse Cody and the baron,” went on McGowan, “for their time and the loss of some of their valuables when they were roped in the hills and taken to that old shaft.”
“That’s the least you can do, Mac,” said Rising, climbing into the buckboard. “Well, adios, friends, till we meet again.”
“Adios, gentlemen,” called the scout.
The sheriff whipped up his horses and the buckboard with its passengers was soon out of sight in the gully.