Mebbe the Isbels have gone the other way." "Looks bad to me," rejoined Springer, gloomily.
"An' why ?" demanded Colter.
"I seen thet animal.

Fust time I reckoned it was a lofer.

Second time it was right near them Isbels.

An' I'm damned now if I don't believe it's thet half-lofer sheep dog of Gass Isbel's." "Wal, what if it is ?" "Ha! ...

Shore we needn't worry about hidin' out," replied Springer, sententiously.