big as a washpan."

"Bronc' bucked me over on the saddle horn," explained Applegate.
"Sure, I'll stay. And the Pringle person will be right here when you
get back, too."

"Let the Major take some supper in to Miss Vorhis," suggested Breslin.
"I'll keep an eye on him. He can eat with her and cheer her up a
little. This is hard lines for a girl."

Lisner shrugged his shoulders.

"We have to keep her here till Foy's caught. She might bring a sight
of trouble down on us."

"Say, what's the matter with me going out and eating a few?" asked
Pringle.

"You stay here! You talk too much with your mouth," replied the
sheriff. "I'll send in a snack for you and Bell. Come on, boys."

They filed out to the cook's fire in the walled courtyard.

"George, dear," said Pringle when the two were left alone, "is that
right about the reward? 'Cause I sure want to get in on it."

"Damn likely. You knew where Foy was. You know where he is now. Why
didn't you tell us, if you wanted in on the reward?"

"Why, George, I didn't know there was any reward. Besides, him and me