"
"That fellow will get caught up yet if he persists in wearing checked
suits," said Kit. "It seems to be his badge, or a disease with him."
"I suppose that's why they call him Checkers," said Ted. "I wish I knew.
I'd take a chance at arresting him."
At that moment the man in the checked suit looked up and caught Ted and
Kit staring at him.
Hastily calling the attention of the man with the red necktie to them,
he hurried around the corner, and the other followed.
Ted ran to the corner of the station, but all he could see of either was
through a swirl of dust as the motor car in which they were riding flew
up the street.
"By crickey! I'll bet anything that was Checkers," grumbled Ted. "I'm
always too late to get to him. But next time I'll take a long chance
with him."
The train pulled into Green River at eight o'clock that night, and they
all went to the leading hotel, and Ted registered them as coming from
the ranch.
During the evening the boys mingled with the crowd in the hotel lobby,
talking cattle, and met many of the representative women of the section.
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