Lanky was also very close in and was intently watching one particular rock.
Several shots echoed from the far side of the knoll and they knew that Red was all right.

Billy was covering a cluster of rocks that protruded above the others and, as they looked, his rifle rang out and the last defender leaped down and disappeared in the chaparral.

He wore yellow trousers and an old boiled shirt.
"By an'-by, by all that's bad!" yelled Hopalong.

"Th' measly coyote! An' me a-fillin' his ornery hide with liquor.

Well, they'll have to find him all over again now," he complained, astounded by the revelation.