He described Tag to us, and we're after
him. The county has put a reward of two hundred and fifty dollars
on Tag's head. After we've come up with him I guess it will be
many a year before Tag Mosher will have a chance to do any more
stealing or fighting. But if you haven't seen him here in three
days we may as well be moving on. Thank you. Of course, if you
see Tag, you won't tell him anything about our being here?"
"Certainly not, sir," Dick answered. "By the way, do you want
any help?"
"Meaning some of you boys?" asked the deputy.
"Some of us will help you, if we can," Dick assured him.
"How many?"
"We ought to leave half our number to guard the camp, for Tag
may show up here and wreck things. Three of us can go with you."
"You may run into some ugly fighting, if you go with us," warned
the deputy. "Tag Mosher is no coward!"
"We're not afraid of fighting, when we're in the right," Prescott
replied promptly.
"Besides, we've got a grudge of our own against Tag Mosher, anyway,"
Dave said.
"Not a grudge, I hope," Dick rebuked his chum. "But we'll stand
by to help the law, if we get a chance."
"I reckon maybe we could use three of you," meditated the deputy
aloud. "Boys can beat up woods as well as men.
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