party named Tad Sobber?" went on the fellow who called himself John Smith.
"I did!" cried Jerry Koswell. "Then you know Sobber?"
"Supposing I told you that I did?" And the strange man eyed Koswell narrowly.
"Sobber wanted me to help him get square on the Rovers," went on Jerry Koswell.
"But you didn't want to help him, is that it?"
"Yes, I did want to help him. I sent him a long letter to that effect, but he never answered it."
"A letter that you would help Sobber?"
"Sure. The Rovers treated me dirt mean, and I'd go out of my way a good deal to get square."
"So would I!" cried Larkspur.
"I don't believe Sobber ever got your letter," went on the stranger. He told me he had waited to hear from you but you hadn't answered."
"Then the letter got lost," answered Jerry Koswell. "I am sorry if it did, for I wanted to fix the Rovers."
"And so did I," echoed Larkspur.
"Well, maybe you can fix them yet," went on the fellow who had called himself John Smith. "You say you are going to camp out here?"
"Yes."
"Then I may see you again in the near future.
