and Stub was drowsing in a kind of stupor, when he heard Freegift exclaim:
"He's comin', boys! Here comes the cap'n! Say! Don't I see him—or not?"
"There's two of 'em!" cried Terry. "He's found company. No! That ain't the cap'n. It's somebody else. But our men, anyhow."
Two men afoot were hastening in through the cedars, along the canyon rim. They carried packages—meat! They were Hugh Menaugh and Bill Gordon. Hooray!
"Hello to you!"
"Yes, we're still here," replied Terry. "And if you've fetched anything to eat, out with it quick. Where's the cap'n? Did you see him?"
Hugh and Bill busied themselves.
"Yes, we met up with him last evenin', below, down river. He hadn't come back to you, 'cause he hadn't killed anything. But Baroney and us were packin' buffalo meat and deer meat both, and he sent us two out to find you first thing this mornin', soon as 'twas light enough to s'arch. After you've fed, we'll help you on to camp."
"Who else is there?"
"Just the cap'n and Baroney, but they're expectin' the doctor and Brown. Them two are somewheres in the neighborhood. The cap'n fired a gun
