"Yes, what then?"

"Better let the ranchers make threats first, then you can say that
you hear the others are going to teach Boss Simms a lesson and
stampede his flock to-morrow or next night. Say you hear the word
will go out when the mine is ready to touch a match to. You'll know
how to work it?"

"Sure thing, Bluff. Who do you want us to see?"

"I want you and Jake to take the west side of the mountains. Lazy
and I will take the east. Work it thoroughly and don't you go to
making any bad breaks. Right after the job is over, besides the
sheep we get for our own herd, there'll be a few thousand laying
dead around these parts. We'll take the contract to skin them for
the hides. That'll be another rake off. Do you follow me?"

"Yes."

"To-morrow night meet me at the Three Sisters and I'll be able to
give you your orders for the rest of the boys."

"You don't think they'll suspect you--that they'll be wise to what
the game is?" asked one of the men apprehensively.

"No fear of that. They'd never mix me up with any such deal as
that. I'm a respectable law abiding rancher, I am," laughed the man
with the red beard. "Don't you go to getting cold feet. That's the
sure way to get caught," admonished the leader.