but said he did it in fun. Then the cattle-thieves had come along and taken the steeds from him.
"And you got paid for letting them go," said Mr. Endicott. "You got several hundred dollars from Andrews."
"Who say—says so?" faltered Link.
"Never mind, we'll prove it," answered the railroad president, coldly.
"I only got seventy-five dollars!" shouted Link. "I—I didn't sell the horses. Andrews gave me that money because—because" And then he stopped short, not knowing how to go on.
"He gave you the money so you would keep silent," said Dave.
"We have heard enough—come to the house," said Mr. Endicott, and against his will, Link was made to accompany the others back to his home.
Mr. Merwell was met at the door, and a bitter quarrel took place in his office, lasting the best part of an hour. At first the ranch owner would not believe his son was guilty, but when he saw Link break down he had to give in. He said he would pay for the horses that had been stolen, and also pay to have the whole matter hushed up.
"You cannot pay me for hushing the matter up," said Mr. Endicott. "I have no desire to ruin your son's future. If you will pay for the horses, that is all I ask—that and one thing more. I have no desire to live next door to a man who
