Neil came to the door in answer to his knock and within he could see the villainous faces at bloodshot eyes of two of the others peering at him.
“Good mo’ning, Captain Neil. I’m on my way to keep that appointment I mentioned last night I’d ce’tainly be glad to have you go along. Nothing like being on the spot to prevent double-crossing.”
“I’m with you in the fling of a cow’s tail. Come on, boys.”
“I think not. You and I will go alone.”
“Just as you say. Reilly, I guess you better saddle Two-step and the Lazy B roan.”
“I ain’t saddling ponies for Mr. Leroy,” returned Reilly, with thick defiance.
Neil was across the room in two strides. “When I tell you to do a thing, jump! Get a move on and saddle those broncs.”
“I don’t know as—”
“Vamos!”
Reilly sullenly slouched out.