We watches Mighty weave down the street, and Chuck grins all over his face—
“We’ll find Telescope’s and Muley’s broncs, and we’ll go up to Mighty Jones’ woodshed and rescue that money.”
We finds both broncs in Pelly’s barn, so we saddles up and fares forth. We don’t fare far until we meets Bill McFee. We stops and asks Bill if there’s anything new.
“Nope,” says he. “I reckon we got ’em in jail.”
“So?” says Chuck. “Bill, how would you like to take a ride with us and bring back that seven thousand?”
Bill grins like it was a good joke:
“Uh-huh. I’d admire that. What’s the joke?”
“Ain’t no joke, Sheriff,” says I. “You go with us and bring the gold back. Is that satisfactory?”
“I’d admire to know a little more.”
“Not at all necessary,” says Chuck. “Election is only three months away, and the credit ain’t going to hurt yuh none, Bill.”