There might have been two Indiana on every horse in sight, but Pink was not thinking of that possibility just then.
Johnny whirled guiltily away from the grain bag, licking his lips and blowing dust from his nostrils.

Pink went up to him and slipped a rope around his neck.

"Where's that bell ?" he called out in his soft treble.
"Or do you think we better tie the old son-of-a-gun up and be sure of him ?" "Aw," said Happy Jack disgustedly a few minutes later, when the Happy Family had crawled out of their ambush and were feeling particularly foolish.

"Nex' time old granny Furrman says Injuns t' this bunch, somebody oughta gag him." "I notice you waited till he'd gone outa hearing before you said that," Luck told him drily.

"We're going to put out extra guards tonight, just the same.