sher'f, 'special, says he don't believe but what it was a frame-up to do
him. And Bull Pepper, that found the money hid in the saddle riggin',
says he: 'That money was put there a-purpose to be found; fixed so it
wouldn't be missed.'"

He looked a question.

"Ya-as," said Pete.

Thus encouraged, Carr continued:

"And Old Mose Taylor, at the Mountain House--Mitchell got his hearin'
before him, you know--he says Mitchell ain't surprised or excited or much
worried, and makes no big kick, just sits quiet, a-studyin', and he's
damned if he believes he ever done it. Oh, yes! Mose told me if I see you
to tell you young Mitchell left some money in the safe for you."

"Ya-as," said Pete. "Here comes your _caballada_. Likely looking horses,
Jack."

"A leetle thin," said Carr.

He took six nose-bags, already filled, and fed his wagon stock. Bobby
pulled the saddle from the Nan-ná pony, tied him to a bush, and gave
him breakfast from his own small _morral_. Then he sidled toward the
fire.

"Bobby, come over here," said Bobby's father. "This is your stepuncle
Pete."