“And he’d never know what hit him!” returned Deadshot.
“Say, let’s throw a crimp into the bunch!” ejaculated the member of the Star and Moon outfit, all at once.
“How?” demanded his companion.
“Sneak up on ’em and hold ’em up!”
“Man, dear! But that would be good fun!” returned Deadshot. Then, turning to the old half-breed, he asked: “Do you think we could do it, Nig?”
“Uhuh! Heap easy!”
“Then let’s do it!” exclaimed the two cowboys, together.
The thought of giving Bowser and his men a practical illustration of his ability to stalk his game, whether man or beast, appealed to the aged scout, and readily he entered into the joke.
Without delay, the trio dismounted and Nig, by means of a few gutteral commands, made his pinto lie down.
“No need cover um. So dark no one see,” he declared. “You keep close to me. Do what me do.”