"Then beat it ahead as fast as you can and wise up the boys."
"That's me--specially about their bein' Y Circle X fellers, eh?"
He chuckled and made ahead as fast as his long legs could carry him.
Haines dropped back beside Kate.
"Everything goes finely," he assured her. "I told Rhinehart what to
do. He's gone ahead to the camp. Now all you have to do is to keep
your head. One of the boys will tell you that we've heard some
whistling near the camp this evening. Then I'll ask you to stay around
for a while in case the whistling should sound again, do you see?
Remember, never ask a question!"
It was even more simple than Haines had hoped. Silent's men suspected
nothing. After all, Kate's deception was a small affair, and her
frankness, her laughter, and her beauty carried all before her.
The long riders became quickly familiar with her, but through their
rough talk, the Westerners' reverence for a woman ran like a thread of
gold over a dark cloth. Her fear lessened and almost passed away while
she listened to their talk and watched their faces. The kindly human
nature which had lain unexpressed in most of them for months together
burst out torrent-like and flooded about her with a sense of security
and power.
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