But finally the task was accomplished and once more they renewed their journey.
Now that they were alone with their friends the girls were excitedly gossiping over the encounter.
"Do you really suppose we are on that man's ground--his ranch, as he calls it ?" asked Myrtle, half fearfully.
"Why, I suppose someone owns all this ground, barren as it is," replied Patsy.

"But we are following a regular road--not a very good one, nor much traveled; but a road, nevertheless--and any road is public property and open for the use of travelers." "Perhaps we shall pass by their ranch house," suggested Beth.
"If we do," Uncle John answered, "I'll have Wampus put on full speed.
Even their wild ponies can't follow us then, and if they try shooting up the tires again they are quite likely to miss as we spin by." "Isn't there any other road ?" the Major asked.
Wampus shook his head.
"I have never come jus' this same route before," he admitted; "but I make good friend in Prescott, who know all Arizona blindfold.

Him say this is nice, easy road and we cannot get lost for a good reason--the reason there is no other road at all--only this one." "Did your friend say anything about Hades Ranch ?" continued the questioner.
"He say remittance man make much mischief if he can; but he one foreign coward, drunk most time an' when sober weak like my aunt's tea.

He say don't let remittance man make bluff.

No matter how many come, if you hit one they all run." "H-m," murmured Uncle John, "I'm not so sure of that, Wampus.