"I don't know whether we did right or wrong," observed Dick, doubtfully. "I reckon he knows now pretty nearly how matters stand."
"I wonder if he will meet Menden and the others on the trail," said Bob. "I hope not."
"If dey meet, dare will be a fight, an' I know it," put in Danny. "Dat feller is a bad egg, if ever dare was one."
A half hour dragged by slowly. It was now quite dark and the boys began to think that the others would not be back.
Suddenly a shot rang through the stillness of the night air, followed by two others.
"Gracious! what does that mean?" demanded Bob, leaping up.
"Perhaps it's the fight Danny mentioned," answered Dick, grimly. He looked at his pistol. "I've a good mind to walk down the trail and investigate."
"You may walk right into danger, Dick."
"I'll risk it. You and Danny remain here until I get back. There is no use in all of us going."
A few seconds later Dick was off on his mission.
