The officer's trained eyes caught the movement in the brush, and he leaned forward in the saddle.
A moment later, the man reappeared in the road, farther down, around the bend.

As the Ranger approached, he was hailed by a boisterous, "Hello, Brian! better stop and have a bite." "How do you do, Mr.Rutlidge ?" came the officer's greeting, as he reined in his horse.

"When did you land in the hills ?"' "This afternoon," answered the other.

"We're just making camp.

Come and meet the fellows.