"I take it," he said genially to Miss Post, "that you and the young
lady are sisters."
"No," said Miss Post, "we are not related."
It was eight o'clock, and the moon was full in the heavens when "Pop"
Henderson hoisted them into the stage and burdened his driver, Hunk
Smith, with words of advice which were intended solely for the ears
of the passengers.
"You want to be careful of that near wheeler, Hunk," he said, "or
he'll upset you into a gully. An' in crossing the second ford, bear
to the right; the water's running high, and it may carry youse all
down stream. I don't want that these ladies should be drowned in any
stage of mine. An' if the Red Rider jumps you don't put up no bluff,
but sit still. The paymaster's due in a night or two, an' I've no
doubt at all but that the Rider's laying for him. But if you tell him
that there's no one inside but womenfolk and a tailor, mebbe he won't
hurt youse. Now, ladies," he added, putting his head under the
leather flap, as though unconscious that all he had said had already
reached them, "without wishing to make you uneasy, I would advise
your having your cash and jewelry ready in your hands.
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