Ross turned off at once and his burly figure crashed its way through the barrier of delicate-hued spruce. A moment later he was confronting the officer on the bank of the creek.
Steve's smile was one of cordial welcome.
"I was figgering to get you before you went back to the agency," he said in explanation.
The doctor's eyes twinkled.
"And I was guessing to get you—before I went."
Steve nodded.
"We were chasing each other."
"Which is mostly a fool stunt."
"Mostly."
They stood smiling into each other's eyes for a moment.