Daggs, Colter, the other Jorths were there, likewise armed, and all watchful, strung with expectancy.
"Shore nobody's after me," replied Ellen.

"Cain't I run a horse round heah without being chased ?" Jorth appeared both incensed and relieved.
"Hah! ...

What you mean, girl, runnin' like a streak right down on us?
You're actin' queer these days, an' you look queer.

I'm not likin' it." "Reckon these are queer times--for the Jorths," replied Ellen, sarcastically.
"Daggs found strange horse tracks crossin' the meadow," said her father.

"An' that worried us.