CHAPTER XI
A CONVERSATION
Not five minutes after Melissy had left the deputy sheriff, another rider galloped up the road. Jack, returning from his room, where he had left the box of gold locked up, waited on the porch to see who this might be.
The horseman proved to be the man Norris, or Boone, and in a thoroughly bad temper, as Jack soon found out.
“Have you see anything of ’Lissie Lee?” he demanded immediately.
“Miss Lee has just left me. She has gone to her room,” answered Flatray quietly.
“Well, I want to see her,” said the other hoarsely.
“I reckon you better postpone it to to-morrow. She’s some played out and needs sleep.”
“Well, I’m going to see her now.”
Jack turned, still all gentleness, and called to Jim Budd, who was in the store.