He nodded assent. “No.”
Reed had looked at his watch just before the avalanche had come down on them. The time was then ten o’clock. It was past two before the outfit was patched up sufficiently to travel again.
Not till they were safely out of the hills and gliding into Paradise Valley did the cowman ask a question that had been in his mind for some time.
“Why do you reckon that slide came down at the very moment we were in the ravine?”
“I’ve been wonderin’ about that my own se’f. O’ course, it might just a-happened thataway.” This from Forbes.
“It might, but it didn’t.”
“Meanin’?”
“There was an explosion just before the slide started. Some one dynamited the comb to send it off the bluff.”
“Are you guessin’, Clint? Or do you know it for a fact?”
“I’m guessing, but I pretty near know it.”