If Peaceful had gone to Shoshone, he was gone, and that settled it.

Undoubtedly he would return the next day--perhaps that night, even.

He was beginning to feel the need of a quiet hour in which to study the tangle, but he had a suspicion that Baumberger had some reason other than a desire for peace in wanting the jumpers left to themselves, and he started toward the orchard, as he had at first intended.
"Mebbyso ketchum one dolla, yo'," hinted Charlie, the buck.
But Good Indian went on without paying any attention to him.

At the road he met Jack and Wally, just returning from the orchard.
"No use going down there," Jack informed him sulkily.

"They're just laying in the shade with their guns handy, doing nothing.