“Hank Elmore is the stage driver.” “Oh!” “Soon’s they’ve got the woman off their hands they’ll be up here, follerin’ our trail.” “They’ll find it hard work trailin’ us acrost them rocks.” “I guess you don’t know Cody. He can smell out a trail just like a bloodhound. He’ll find it.” “Then I reckon we’d better be goin’ on.” “Yes, after we’ve had a few more words. You said you were going into the town.” “It was my calc’lation.” “But you didn’t tell me who is after you!” The apelike man stared again--and the clever road agent saw that in his guess he had hit the bull’s-eye. “Who said anybody was after me?” said Gorilla Jake. “Your manner told me. Who is it? Perhaps I can give you some information.” The apelike man looked round, then at Benson. “Might’s well tell it, I s’pose. I was follered by them cussed Betts brothers.” “Jim Betts and Bill Betts, the Great Combination?” “Edzackly. I see you know ’em.” “Only too well. I saw ’em no longer ago than last night.” Gorilla Jake stood up with a jump. “But there’s no use getting scared about it--here!” assured the crafty road agent. “It was down in Blossom Range that I saw ’em.” Gorilla Jake sat down, his great frame shivering. “I might’s well tell ye the whole of it.” “I think it will be better, if you do,” said Benson, who had lied in saying he had seen the Betts brothers in the town; the truth being he had not seen them there or anywhere else recently, though he knew who they were, and feared them almost as much as he did Buffalo Bill. “I put a knife into the superintendent of the Goliath Mine, at Soda Springs,” Gorilla Jake explained. “Hard luck had me by the throat, and I was tryin’ to git the cash that was in the safe at the mine office. The superintendent was in the office, and we come together. He gripped me; and to git free I knifed him. It was only ten days ago. The thing made me pick up my feet and git out o’ that in a hurry. A reward was offered fer me alive er dead, by the mine directors, and it put the Bettses hot on my trail; but I thought I had shook ’em off.” Benson concealed the feeling of satisfaction which this gave him. “You won’t dare to go into the town now, at any rate,” he said. “No, I reckon not.” “And Buffalo Bill will help the Bettses, of course.” “He allus does,” Gorilla Jake admitted, “when they happen ter be workin’ in the same territory.” “So it looks to me that the best thing we can do is to join forces. And since you’ve told me about those tablets, and that you intended to go to the Utes, an idea has come to me.”