I'm going to see what about it.
"Just one thing more: If we don't come, and you have to strike out for the tanks in Cabeza Mountain, you'll notice a mess of low, little, insignificant, roan-colored, squatty hills spraddled along to the south of you.

You shun them hills, bearing off to your right.

There's where our mine is.

And some one might be watching you or following your tracks.
That's all.

Now I'm going to sleep.