"I've just got to go," he finished. "I'll get through somehow."
"How'll you get from here to Bismarck?" inquired Cameron.
"On Murgatroyd's horse."
"Your connections are poor all the way through. You'll not be able to reach Totten before to-morrow afternoon."
"I'm going."
"Wait," said Matt. "Are you willing to take a little risk, Prebbles?"
"Risk? I'd take any risk if it could shorten my trip to Totten by a single hour."
"Do you know the country between here and Totten?"
"Every foot of it."
"By night as well as by day?"