“What had we ought to do—put up our hands?” asked Sleepy.
The two officers dismounted and spoke to Honey.
“Howdy,” growled Honey.
Hashknife could plainly see that Honey Bee did not care for these two officers of the law.
Len Kelsey studied Hashknife and Sleepy for a moment.
“I reckon you boys are the two missin’ members of the cattle-train outfit, eh?”
“If there’s two missin’—we’re both of ’em,” said Hashknife gravely. “Has the train left Pinnacle City?”
“Before daylight.”
“Stranded again,” groaned Sleepy. “I’ll never see the East, that’s a cinch.”
Hashknife hitched up his belt and leaned against the buggy.