Going to make a play at being neighborly, I reckon." "You bet I want to see Warfield," Swan assented rather eagerly and called Jack, who had nosed around the spot where Al had waited so long and was now trotting along the ridge on the next lap of Al's journey.
They reached the gate in time to meet Warfield and Hawkins face to face.
Hawkins gave Lone a quick, questioning look and nodded carelessly to Swan.

Warfield, having a delicate errand to perform and knowing how much depended upon first impressions, pulled up eagerly when he recognized Lone.
"Has the girl arrived safely, Lone ?" he asked anxiously.
"What girl ?" Lone looked at him noncommittally.
"Miss--ah--Hunter.

Have you been away all the forenoon?
The girl came to the ranch in such a condition that I was afraid she might do herself or some one else an injury.

Has she been unbalanced for long ?" "If you mean Lorraine Hunter, she was all right last time I saw her, and that was last night." Lone's eyes narrowed a little as he watched the two.

"You say she went to the Sawtooth ?" "She came pelting over there crazier than when you brought her in," Hawkins broke in gruffly.