"Sure! Strange tracks. Man's tracks."
"What does that signify?"
"We ain't altogether certain. Carara says he seen a stranger hangin' around night before last, and jest now we found where a hoss had been picketed out in the ravine. Looks like he'd stood there more'n once."
"Why, this is decidedly mysterious."
"We figured we'd ought to tell you."
"It has nothing to do with me."
"I ain't sure. It looks to us like it's somebody from the
Centipede. They're equal to any devilment."
Speed showed an utter lack of comprehension, so Willie explained.
"Understand, we've made this race pay or play. Mebbe they aim to cripple you."
"Me!" Speed started. "Good Heavens!"