"
"And, further, you'll probably see a campfire, but sing out before you
come in too close. Some of our boys are rather sudden when they're
interrupted at night," grinned the Ranger.
"I should call it violent," declared Stacy. "The way you poked that
pistol in my face back there was a caution. You nearly scared me out
of a week's growth."
No one paid any attention to Chunky's interruption.
"Will your captain be there?" asked the professor.
"I reckon he will But I can't tell for sure. McKay is a pretty busy
man. You don't know where to find him. He may be here to-night.
and to-morrow morning he may be sixty or seventy miles away. You
can't tell about Billy McKay."
"Is there any danger of our having difficulties with any of this
fellow's companions?" asked the professor apprehensively.
"I reckon not. At least there won't be after you have come up with
our party. We'll see to that."
"Where are their headquarters---in these mountains?" questioned Tad.
"We don't know. That's what we're trying to find out. We have
reckoned they had their hang-out here, but we haven't found it yet"
"How many are in this band of Border Bandits?" asked Butler.
"There are some that we don't know. We do know a few of them, however.
For instance, there's the Mexican, Espinoso, known as the 'Yellow Kid.'
Then there's Greg. Gonzales, a half-breed Mex bandit, and Willie Jones.
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