It was not so long ago, that evening. The time
that had passed since might be reckoned easily in hours, but to
Good Indian it seemed a month, at the very least.
CHAPTER XIX
EVADNA GOES CALLING
"I have every reason to believe that your two missing jumpers
took the train for Shoshone last night," Miss Georgie made answer
to Good Indian's account of what had happened since he saw her."
Two furtive-eyed individuals answering your description bought
round-trip tickets and had me flag sixteen for them. They got
on, all right. I saw them. And if they got off before the next
station they must have landed on their heads, because Sixteen was
making up time and Shorty pulled the throttle wide open at the
first yank, I should judge, from the way he jumped out of town.
I've been expecting some of them to go and do their filing
stunt--and if the boys have begun to devil them any, the chances
are good that they'd take turns at it, anyway. They'd leave
someone always on the ground, that's a cinch.
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