"You can stay with the girls." "Well, both of you can't go," answered Dave, with a grim smile.
"Somebody has got to stay here,--in fact, I think it would be better that both of you stay with the girls--in case I don't get back with help by morning." "Of course, if it wasn't for the loss of the horses we could all stay here," said Belle.

"Papa will be sure to send somebody out to look us up when it gets late and we are not back.

But I think he ought to know about the horses just as soon as possible." "Is there any sort of a shelter around here ?" questioned Roger.
"Yes, there is a shack about a quarter of a mile up the river," answered the ranch owner's daughter.

"Papa stayed there several nights, once upon a time.

It isn't much of a place, but it will shelter us from the storm." "Are you sure you can find it ?" "Oh, yes, I've been there twice." "Then you and the others had best put up there for the night, and I'll start at once for the ranch house," went on Dave.