CHAPTER 7As darkness was falling that night Brinklow and McNab rode to the bank of the Watusk River at a point just below its junction with the Musqua, where the stream spread out wide and shallow, making the only ford within miles. They were in search of the breed, Eeliper John, who had become the key to the situation. Brinklow figured that having done his work in leading them to the body, the breed would now make himself scarce, since his object from the first had been to keep himself out of sight in this affair. There was nowhere for him to ride but south, and they had ridden south after him. They felt safe in leaving the three persons at the ranch, since evidence of the crime was now secure, and there was no place for them to run to.
No regular trail had been established over the gras
