He was plainly uneasy, and probably wished they would turn
him loose.
When they were within a mile of the town they saw a cloud of dust
approaching them rapidly, and watched it curiously. It was a horseman,
fogging along at a rapid pace.
Finally out of the dust emerged Bud Morgan, and as he came abreast of
them he pulled his horse down on its haunches.
"Howdy?" he said.
"How?" answered the others.
"So yer got ther ole pelican, eh?" said Bud, with a grin.
"Kit did," said Ted.
"Bully for you, Kit," said Bud heartily. "I was in town, an' a feller
from over to Running Water told me you and Stella had come out this way,
an' I follered. What's the matter with your arm, Kit?"
"Got a shot through it."
"Sho! Did that old pirate give it to you?"
"No, the jockey, and then he flew."
"I've got a good mind to go after him, an' bring him in."
"Wouldn't do any good. At the rate he was going when I sent a message
after him, he's clear into the suburbs of Chicago by this time."
They were soon on the outskirts of the town, and as they entered the
main street they saw a crowd of men coming toward them.
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