“They probably will be ed sorry if I do.”
“Oh, yeah,” grunted Brick. “I’ll betcha that’s right.”
But Brick hadn’t the slightest idea what Santel meant.
They rode to the Star Dot ranch, where they found Hank Stagg and Sam Leach sitting on the porch, talking with Bill Grant. Their coming, mounted on one horse, must have caused a certain amount of speculation in the minds of the three men, but no questions were asked.
Santel dismounted and held out his hand to Brick.
“I’m sure much obliged to yuh, sheriff,” he said.
“Same here,” smiled Brick.
“Get off and rest yore feet, Brick,” invited Grant.
Brick shook his head and gathered up his reins:
“Not today, Bill, thank yuh. I’m kinda busy these days, lookin’ after the morals of our feller-men.”