What I mean to do is to offer them some very
straight talk. I shall also warn them that we are quite ready to
discharge any foolish fellows who may happen to go on sprees and unfit
themselves for our work. I've one surprise to show you, Harry. Wait
until Johnson, the paymaster, gets in. Then you'll see who else is with
him."
"Are you gentlemen ready for your horses?" asked a stable boy, coming
around to the front of the hotel.
"Yes," nodded Tom.
Two tough, lean, wiry desert ponies were brought around. Tom and Harry
mounted, riding away at a slow trot at first.
From an upper window Fred Ransom looked down upon them, then called Duff
to his side.
"There is your game, Duff," hinted the agent.
"They'll be easy to a man of my experience," laughed the gambler. "I've
a clever scheme for starting trouble with them."
He whispered a few words in his companion's ears, at which Ransom
laughed with apparent enjoyment.
"You're a keen one, Duff," grinned the agent from Chicago.
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