CHAPTER XVIII
QUEER OPERATIONS
"Feel sleepy?" asked Nort of Dick when they had stretched out under their canvas blankets, which might keep off the dew, but which were not very comfortable.
"Not specially," answered Dick. "I'm thinking too much of all that's happened lately."
"So 'm I. But I'm not worried because we're here; are you?"
"Not a bit of it! This is only fun! We wanted to see real western life and we're seeing it," Dick went on. "This is what we came out here for. It isn't like anything else we ever did, and it only makes me all the more want to be a rancher."
"You said it. Only there are one or two things I'd like to know more about."
"Such as what, for instance?" asked the younger lad.
"Well, I'd like to know who it was that tried to snake you away with a lasso. I'd like to do the same to him. And I'd like to know more about those two strange professors, and what they're after."
"I'm with you there," spoke Dick, as he raised on one elbow to look toward where he had tethered his horse, the animal seeming to be suddenly excited about something.