Let the law have its own way."
"I'll do it," promised Ferrers. "Putting it the way you've done,
Mr. Reade, it doesn't seem like such a baby trick to use the sheriff
instead of killing the hyena, myself. Yes; I'll sure leave it
to the law. If Dolph Gage gets caught and sent to the 'pen' I'll
sure go there on some visiting day and see how he looks in his
striped suit!"
Instead of being offended, it was plain that Ferrers was in high
good humor. He went about camp whistling that night, and with
a cheery word for everyone.
Camp had been moved over to the ridge, and the young engineers
were ready to begin blasting operations the following morning.
Ferrers was no longer concerned with cooking, he having engaged
a man to do that work. The new man kept a sharp eye on Alf Drew,
making that youngster do a really honest day's work every day
in the week.
"I hate to take two men from you, Mr. Reade right at the start
of operations," complained Jim, the next morning at breakfast.
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