But he hesitated, leered cunningly at the door, and then softly and swiftly made his way upstairs.
He went first to his own room, for he half suspected that it might be Dade who was downstairs with Betty, and if it was-- Well, just now he remembered vividly how Dade had defied him, and he made a mental vow that if it were Dade who was with Betty the young man would leave the Lazy Y before dawn quite suddenly.

But it was not Dade.

Dade was in bed, snoring, stretched out comfortably.
Calumet slipped out of the room and went to Malcolm's.

Both Bob and Malcolm were sound asleep.

He hesitated for an instant, and then made his way slowly downstairs.