But, to his surprise,
the fellow stretched himself out on the grass as though in no particular
hurry. Yet there was an air of expectancy about him, and it flashed
across Bert that he was waiting for some one. And this impression was
heightened by the glances he cast toward the upper end of the gully, and
the way he lifted his head from time to time as though listening for a
signal.
It came at last, a whistle three times repeated. Instantly he sent back
an answering call, and a moment later two men emerged from the farther
end of the ravine and rode their horses slowly toward their waiting
companion.
They were dressed in ordinary cowboy fashion and rode as though they had
been born to the saddle. In addition to the revolvers in their holsters,
each carried a rifle slung in the hollow of the arm. One was of enormous
bulk and a shock of flaming red hair showed beneath his sombrero. The
other was of medium build, but wiry and quick as a cat in his movements.
Both were of the same evil stamp as the first, although they lacked the
look of authority that marked him as a natural leader.
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