It was on the square when he ran it.

Maybe he'll get it back pretty soon.

Hope so!" I laughed at my execrable pun.

Steele leaned against the counter, his gray glance studying the man I had so oddly introduced.
Hoden in one flash associated the Ranger with me--a relation he had not dreamed of.

Then, whether from shock or hope or fear I know not, he appeared about to faint.
"Hoden, do you know who's boss of this secret gang of rustlers hereabouts ?" asked Steele bluntly.
It was characteristic of him to come sharp to the point.