And so was Sandy.

So I came back, and changed horses, and took Tango.

I knew, of course, how stingy a person can be about a horse.

And as I was riding away, behind that line of rocks so Mr.Stingy wouldn't see me, I saw a certain person come sneaking up to the corral and turn his horse inside.

It was just barely daylight then, but it was the same person I saw meet the Mexican.
"And I hurried hack to Snake Ridge, so I got there quite early in the morning.