CHAPTER XII
“SAVE ME A PIECE OF HIS HIDE”Cleve and Musical did not wait for any further information, but raced for the stable.
“Where are they?” asked Big Medicine anxiously.
“They cut the Greenhorn road near Smoky Cañon,” panted Ike. “Olsen had been to Greenhorn and seen ’em on his way back. He said he couldn’t swear that it was Tumbling H cattle, but there ain’t no other brand in that range.”
“Heading for the border?” asked McGurk.
“Yeah.”
Hashknife and Sleepy raced for the stable, while Big Medicine went into the house. They saddled Big Medicine’s horse and joined him at the front steps, where he was examining three rifles. It was not more than ten minutes after Ike’s arrival until the seven men were riding away from the ranch-house, while a hot supper went to waste.
They swung t
