He's too tough to be bothered by a little thing like that.
We'll land him in the calaboose in El Paso by the day after to-morrow.
Where are you folks going?"
"We planned to do the Guadalupes, then go on down to the Rio Grande,"
answered Professor Zepplin.
Withem reflected.
"I reckon the captain will be wanting to see you. There's a reward
out for Dunk. Captain Bill is on the square. He'll 'divvy' with you
fairly."
"We are not looking for any rewards," spoke up Tad quickly. "You may
tell him that whatever reward is paid, belongs to the Rangers. We are
glad to have served you, but remember, we did so to save our own skins."
Withem extended his hand, grasping Tad's hand within it.
"You're the right sort, young man. I wish we had you with us."
"In the Rangers?"
"Yes, of course."
"I am afraid that would not be possible," smiled the Pony Rider Boy.
"Wholly impossible," affirmed Professor Zepplin with emphasis.
"I suppose so. However, I want you to see the captain. I'll tell
you what to do." The lieutenant lowered his voice. "We will be in
camp to-morrow night about twenty-five miles to the southwest of here.
Know where Doble's Spring is?"
"No, sir."
"You can find it. The water gushes out of the rocks pretty high up,
falling in a sort of spray. You can't miss the place. You'll hear it
if it's after dark when you get there.
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