"Besides this, he has been to the sheep sheds, and I watched him from the house to-day with the glass."
"Suspicious, eh?"
"Like all my sex!" cried Belle Demona. "I trained the glass on the sheds, and am sure I saw some one in there with him."
"Can it be?" exclaimed Merle. "I did see footprints in the dust there."
"They were his."
"Wait!" cried he, and he left the room to come back in a moment. "I remember now that he seemed to start a little when I told him about the marks in the dust. But if he is a spy he is a cool one."
"It behooves him to be cool here," was the reply. "If this man is a spy or a detective he dies to-night."
The queen of Ranch Robin stamped the floor and her eyes took on a burning light.
"It shall be found out. The test shall be made."
"How?"