34/44 I'm a terrible wise man, but bein' so wise I don't tell all I know or how I happen to know it. Hop up, sonny." "Don't you think I'll be a lot of trouble to you," said Dick, "riding behind you thirty or forty miles to your camp ?" The four men exchanged glances, and no one answered. The boy felt a sudden chill, and his hair prickled at the roots. He did not know what had caused it, but surely it was a sign of some danger. The twilight had gone long since. |