Joe stepped from his horse and faced Kelsey.
“What’s the idea of askin’ me to wait, Len?”
“Can’t tell yuh yet, Joe.”
“Suppose I decided to go ahead?”
“No, I don’t think yuh will.”
“I’m not under arrest, am I?”
“Not yet.”
“Not yet, eh?” Joe laughed recklessly. “Well, I reckon I’ll be goin’ then.”
Joe turned back to his horse.
“Yo’re not goin’!” snapped Kelsey.