Mebbe there's a rustler or somebody in this country who's as good at trackin' as I am.

If that's so Venters ain't safe." "Well--tell me all about Bern and his valley." To Jane's surprise Lassiter showed disinclination for further talk about his trip.

He appeared to be extremely fatigued.

Jane reflected that one hundred and twenty miles, with probably a great deal of climbing on foot, all in three days, was enough to tire any rider.

Moreover, it presently developed that Lassiter had returned in a mood of singular sadness and preoccupation.