We'll be back
sometime." Endicott made the sack of provisions fast to the saddle of
the lead-horse, and assisted Alice to mount.
"I'll kill ye fer this!" wailed the man; "I'll--I'll--" but the two
rode away with the futile threats ringing in their ears.
CHAPTER XIX
THE END OF THE TRAIL
"How are we going to find them?" asked the girl, as the two drew their
mounts to a stand on the top of a low ridge and gazed out over the sea
of similar ridges that rolled and spread before them as far as the eye
could reach in three directions--bare coulees, and barer ridges, with
here and there a low bare hill, all black and red and grey, with
studdings of mica flashing in the rays of the afternoon sun.
"We'll find them. We've got to. I have just been thinking: Living on
the edge of the bad lands the way this man does he must occasionally
cross them. Tex said that the Split Rock water-hole was the only one
between the river and the mountains. We'll start the horses out and
give them their heads, and the chances are they will take us to the
water-hole. In all probability Tex and Bat will be there. If they are
not we will have to find them."
"Of course!" assented the girl. "Oh, Win, I'm so proud of you! I
couldn't be any prouder if you were a--a real cowboy!" Endicott
laughed heartily, and urged his horse forward.
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