fighter flew when he realized that he was to trail his old enemy.
"I guess we have made it plain to him, Father," said Dick. "He knows as well as I do that Pedro is the quarry and we are all out to get him. You need not worry about his stealing a march on this place. That dog won't close an eye at night until he gets him, and when he does come upon him, if there isn't a tree nearby there will be a dead greaser."
"Aren't you afraid Pedro will kill him before you can come to his aid?" inquired Eleanor fearfully.
"No, I guess not," said Dick. "Why, I shot at him myself for nearly a week and did him no harm. He knows guns and revolvers and will look out for himself."
As Richard had prophesied, Silversheene took his responsibility in regard to Pedro Garcia very seriously. He slept by day and at night was on guard. Even his old friend Jerry, the cocker spaniel, could not get him to play much during these days of
