“Of course I’m going with you,” said Dell.
“Who will stay with Wah-coo-tah?”
“She says she can take care of herself now, and wants me to go.”
“You understand don’t you, Dell, that Lawless expects us to follow him, and that he has probably prepared another of his ingenious traps for us?”
“I understand; but this trap, whatever it is, will fail, just as that other one did at the mine.”
“Of course! But I think I would rather you stayed here. We have men enough, you know.”
“This is the last time I shall ever ride with you, pard,” said Dell. “I am going back to Arizona, you know, as soon as Lawless is captured. You’re going to let me go, aren’t you? For the last time?”
Dell’s intention of returning to Arizona had been talked over among the pards for several days. Dell’s ranch, the “Double D,” was needing her, and she and the rest of the pards were near the time when their trails forked. Under those conditions, the scout could not deny the girl her wish.
“All right, Dell,” said Buffalo Bill, “but I hope this ride will not be the last we have together.”
“I thought it would be all right,” said Dell, “so I asked Nomad and Wild Bill to bring up Silver Heels with the rest of the horses.”