"
"Ha, ha!" laughed Shan Rhue. "So it hurts as bad as that, eh? Good!"
He went away laughing, and it was all Ted could do to control himself,
and keep from leaping upon him and punching him. Instead, he jumped into
his saddle and rode Sultan like the wind out to the cow camp.
For several days he had paid no attention to the herd, leaving it under
the general direction of Bud, while he stayed in town trying to hear
some news of Stella, or was riding all over the country with one or
another of the boys, searching for her.
As he rode into camp with disappointment and dejection written on his
face, he was met by Mrs. Graham, who had grown pale and wan with
anxiety.
"Any news of her?" she asked Ted.
"None, but I haven't given up hope by any means. Don't worry so, Mrs.
Graham. I think I am on the track at last, and that we shall soon have
her with us again."
But Mrs. Graham only walked away with the tears coursing down her
cheeks. The herd was grazing to the west of the camp, and Ted rode out
to it, and to where Bud was sitting quietly in his saddle watching it.
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