I can hardly believe my good fortune." "Hello, Raven, that you ?" said Cameron indifferently.

"Hope you are fit ?" But he made no motion to offer his hand nor did he introduce him to the company.

At the sound of his name Dr.Martin started and swept his keen eyes over the stranger's face.

He had heard that name before.
"Fit ?" inquired the stranger whom Cameron had saluted as Raven.

"Fit as ever," a hard smile curling his lips as he noted Cameron's omission.
"Hello, Hell!" he continued, his eyes falling upon that individual, who was struggling with the restive ponies, "how goes it with your noble self ?" Hastily Hell, leaving the bronchos for the moment, responded, "Hello, Mr.Raven, mighty glad to see you!" Meantime the bronchos, freed from Hell's supervision, and apparently interested in the strange horse who was viewing them with lordly disdain, turned their heads and took the liberty of sniffing at the newcomer.