“But ye said I was ter be free if I got the bronks!” demurred Giles wrathfully.
“And I’ll keep my word,” returned the scout; “you’ll go free, along with Banks and Hendricks, but not until I’m ready to let you. And, until I am ready, I’d rather have you on the island than here. Careful, man! I’ve got you covered. Even if Bascomb or Bernritter did give you a revolver, I’ll put a hole through you before you have a chance to draw it. Get back to the island, I tell you!”
Giles, baffled and beaten, let go the bridle of the horse, stepped upon the causeway, and returned to his former companions.
CHAPTER XIX.
SENDING AWAY THE BUCKBOARD.
“What are we to do now, Buffalo Bill?” inquired Dell. “We have the star-faced cayuses, all right. What’s to be done with them?”
“You left Little Cayuse guarding Banks and Hendricks?” returned the scout.
“Yes. When we heard firing in this direction, Cayuse and I thought that one of us ought to come and investigate. We decided that I should be the one.”
“When you came here you passed the buckboard, didn’t you?”