They rode up to the house, and the first thing that met them was the candid question of the girl: 94
“Have you heard, Daddy?”
And out of his troubled heart he had answered, “Beats me, ’Lissie.”
“They’ve sent for the officers. Jack Flatray is on the way himself. So is Sheriff Burke,” volunteered Alan gloomily.
“Getting right busy, ain’t they?” Norris sneered.
Again Lee glanced quickly at Norris. “I reckon, Phil, we better drive that bunch of sheep down to water right away. I clean forgot them this mo’ning.”
“Sure.” The younger man was not so easily shaken. He turned to McKinstra naturally. “How many of the hold-ups were there?”
“I saw only one, and didn’t see him very good. He was a slim fellow in a black mask.”
“You don’t say. Were you the driver?”
Alan felt the color suffuse his face. “No, I was the guard.”