say an' it wasn't my business to question 'em," returned Dick Logan. "Looked to me like the elderly gent was some kind o' a school sharp."
"He used to be," answered Dave. "And we all were under him."
"Oh, I see. Well, I dunno where they went, 'ceptin' they struck out along the Billy Rodman trail," said the storekeeper.
"Abe took his regular outfit, I reckon," remarked Tom Dillon.
"Sure—he never goes up in the mountains without it, Tom; you know that."
"And the three were alone?"
"I didn't see nobody else."
"Can you put us up for the night, Dick?"
"I can if the young fellers will sleep in one room. I got a little room fer you an' a big one I can put three cots in."
"That will do for us," answered Roger. "We have been out in such places as this before," he added, with a faint smile.
"We ain't got no bathrooms, nor electric elevators," returned Dick Logan, with a chuckle. "But we kin give you clean beds an' blankets, and good grub."
"You don't have to tell me that, Dick," put in Tom Dillon. He turned to the others. "It's all right, boys; just make yourselves at home.
