“Wal, I reckon so—an' take it easy at thet,” replied Bill.
“All right,” continued Dale, instantly. “John, you an' Joe an' Hal ride back to meet the regular stage. An' when you meet it get on an' be on it when Anson holds it up.”
“Thet's shore agreeable to me,” drawled John.
“I'd like to be on it, too,” said Roy, grimly.
“No. I'll need you till I'm safe in the woods. Bill, hand down the bags. An' you, Roy, help me pack them. Did you get all the supplies I wanted?”
“Shore did. If the young ladies ain't powerful particular you can feed them well for a couple of months.”
Dale wheeled and, striding to the stage, he opened the door.
“Girls, you're not asleep? Come,” he called.
Bo stepped down first.
“I was asleep till this—this vehicle fell off the road back a ways,” she replied.