I reckon about two days' ride.

Poor stock country, so you ain't liable to meet rustlers.

All the same, better hit the trail at night an' go careful." At sunset two days later Duane and Jennie mounted their horses and said good-by to the rancher and his wife.

Andrews would not listen to Duane's thanks.
"I tell you I'm beholden to you yet," he declared.
"Well, what can I do for you ?" asked Duane.

"I may come along here again some day." "Get down an' come in, then, or you're no friend of mine.