"It's none of your business, Baxter. We have as much right to be here as
you have."
"Humph! Don't you suppose I know why you came?"
"More than likely you do, and we know why you came."
"Have you got another map?" demanded Baxter, in curiosity.
"It's none of your affair what we have. We stumbled upon you by
accident, and if you haven't anything in particular to say to us we'll
be going."
"You needn't leave so quickly. Where is Dick?"
"He isn't so very far off."
"You hired John Barrow for a guide, I heard," put in Bill Harney.
"If we did, we had a right to do it," said Sam.
"He don't know these parts as well as he might. If you don't look out
he'll lose you in the mountains, and you'll never get home alive."
"Let him lose them," put in Baxter quickly. "It's what they deserve.
But, come, it's cold over here. Let's move back to the fire. And I want
you two to come along," he added, to the Rovers.
"We don't propose to come along," replied Tom.
"And I say you shall come, Tom Rover. We are four to two, and you had
better submit.
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