“Sure—I’ll look into it,” agreed Len. “I won’t leave any stone unturned.”
He had read this in a book, and it sounded like the proper thing for a sheriff to say.
Hashknife and Sleepy did not mention to Peggy that Honey Bee had told them about her troubles. She was in good spirits that morning, and even Wong Lee sang at his work. Laura told Honey that Peggy had talked quite a while about the tall cowboy and his wonderful grin—and Honey told Hashknife about it.
“Didn’t either of ’em mention me?” asked Sleepy. “No? That’s tough. But how could I grin, with my jaw all swelled? But that’s jist my luck!”
Honey offered to take them to Pinnacle City in the buggy. They were hitching up the horses when Len Kelsey and Jack Ralston rode in.
“Now, what do them ⸺ whippoorwills want?” growled Honey. “That’s the sheriff and deputy.”
“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.