They saw only one rider, and I suppose they thought
that if they were pursued at all it would be by several men, and they
were confident that with their horses they could run away from anything
we had except Hatrack."
"It's a wonder they didn't light out quick."
"I think they figured to save their horses until they were sure they
were being followed."
"Then what happened?"
"I saw them look back at me several times, but they did not hit up their
speed any."
"Were you fogging along pretty fast?"
"Not so very. You see, I didn't want them to think that I was on their
trail. I went just fast enough to overtake them gradually. If they had
got on to me they would have been out of sight before I could gather up
my reins."
"Foxy Kit," said Stella.
"And they let you come right up with them?" asked Ted.
"Yep. I was right up on them before they got on to me."
"They recognized you, eh?"
"They did when I was about twenty feet away. Then I heard the old man
holler, 'It's one o' them dern broncho boys.
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