CHAPTER 36
They drifted past the town, quickening to a soft trot after a moment, and
then to a faster trot—El Sangre was gliding along at a steady pace.
“Not back to the house!” said Denver with an oath, when they straightened
back to the house of Pollard. “That’s the first place McGuire will look,
after what you said to him the other night.”
“That’s where I want him to look,” answered Terry, “and that’s where
he’ll find me. Pollard will hide the coin and we’ll get one of the boys
to take our sweaty horses over the hills. We can tell McGuire that the
two horses have been put out to pasture, if he asks. But he mustn’t find
hot horses in the stable. Certainly McGuire will strike for the house.
But what will he find?”
He laughed joyously.
Suddenly the voice of Denver cut in softl
