"But is n't he far away by this time?" she asked in surprise.
"Greasers, ma'am, is funny animals. I could tell you lots of funny things about 'em, if I had time. This particular coyote is nervy an' graspin'. I reckon he was a heap disappointed when he found we got out alive, an' I reckon he 's in these hills waitin' for us to go to Logan for supplies. When we do he 'll round up th' cows an' run 'em off. Savvy? I means, understand?" he hurriedly explained.
"But why don't you hunt him now?"
Jimmy shook his head hopelessly. "You just don't understand Greasers, ma'am," he asserted, and looked around. "Does she?" he demanded.
There was a chorus of negatives, and he continued. "You see, he's plannin' to steal our cows."
"That's what he 's doin'," cheerfully assented Bill.
"I believe you said that before," smiled Mollie.
"Ha, ha!" laughed Bill. "He shore did!"
