Silently the Go Ahead Boys watched the departing men until they had disappeared below the rim of the great Gulch. Then Fred said, "Zeke, what do you suppose that fellow meant?"
"There's no tellin'," replied Zeke in his most non-committal manner.
"But what do you think?"
"I'm not thinkin' very much. I'm watchin' this stuff to see that it doesn't burn."
"That's all right, Zeke," said Fred impatiently. "But what I want to know is whether or not you think those two men are going to be waiting for us when we find the claim which Simon Moultrie staked."
"I'll have to tell you later about that."
"Look there! They are coming back!" abruptly exclaimed Fred.
The Go Ahead Boy's words were true for the two men were seen clambering upon the rim and once more approaching the camp.
"Will you give me my pistol?" demanded the man with the scar. "There's no knowing what we may run up against and I don't like to go down into the Gulch without anything to protect me."
"No, sir, I won't," said Zeke. "That pistol is as dangerous in your hands as it would be in the hands of an Apache. There's just one thing we'll do for you."