As a matter of fact, Mary V could hear nearly everything that was said in that corral, if the wind was right.

She could also see very well indeed, as the boys had learned to their cost when their riding did not come quite up to the mark.

She made for that ledge now.
She had no more than settled herself comfortably when Bud and Bill came cackling from the bunk house.

A little chill of apprehension went up Mary V's spine and into the roots of her hair.

She had not thought of the possibilities of that open tablet falling into other hands than Johnny Jewel's.
"Hyah! You gol-darn witless wight," bawled Bud Norris, and slapped Bill Hayden on the back and roared.