The Maroons escorted Jim to within sight of the Rifles camp. They"d had an uneventful ride from the O"Leary ranch.
“Thank you, Mr Palmer Brown,” Jim said.
Palmer Brown gave a nod of acknowledgement. The four Maroons turned their mounts south, gave Jim a wave and rode off. He reported to the Colonel.
Jim sat in Buster Parris" quarters. They waited for Jock to come over after finishing his duties with Surgeon Adair.
“All is well, then, Jim?” Buster Parris asked.
Jim grinned. “Real well. Colonel is happy getting Mr Pete"s agreement to supply fodder.”
“Saw you ride to the edge of the camp. Four riders with you. They waved and then left. Trouble, son?”
“Maroons. Mr Pete wanted me escorted. Pleased Miss Harriet.”
“One man name of Palmer Brown?”
“The leader.”
“A great warrior. Fought wi
