Eddie, riding soberly in the lead, had yet a certain youthful sense of his importance.

"They'll never think of following yuh this way, unless old Pop Truman gits back in time to tell 'em I'm travelling with yuh," he observed once when they had penetrated beyond the neighborhood of caves and blow-holes and were riding safely down a canyon that offered few chances of their being observed save from the front, which did not concern them.
"I guess you don't know old Pop is about the ringeader of the Catrockers.

Er he was, till he began to git kinda childish about hoarding money, and then Dave stepped in.

And Mr.Birnie, I guess you'd have been dead when you first came there, if it hadn't been that Dave and Pop wanted to give you a chance to get a lot of money off of Jeff's bunch.

Lew was telling how you kept cleaning up, and he said right along that they was taking too much risk having you around.