Arch cleared his throat, hitched up his belt, and looked foolish but determined. "It's been comin' rapid, but I got it all. Yo're talkin' to th' wrong man. You want to fix up that story for th' ranch with some soft-belly that's ridin' that way. Better send a letter. We're all stayin' here. _Fine_ bunch of----" "You can help me more by goin' back like nothin's happened," interrupted Johnny. "Th' ranch won't be worryin' me then, an' if you stayed here it might give th' game away. Besides, one man can live longer on th' money we got than four can, only have a quarter of th' chance to drink too much, an' only talk a fourth as much. That's th' natural play, an' everythin' has _got_ to be natural." "That's th' worst of havin' a smooth face," grumbled Arch, ruefully rubbing his chin. "If I only had whiskers, I could shave 'em off an' be a total stranger; but I don't reckon I could grow a good enough bunch to get back here in time." Johnny laughed, his heart warming to the puncher. "Take _you_ a year or two; an' there's more'n whiskers needed to hide from a _good_ man. There's little motions, gait, voice--oh, lots of things. You can help me more if you go north. See Dave Green, tell him on th' quiet, an' ask him to send me down a couple hundred dollars. He can buy a check from th' Doc, payable to George Norton. There's a bank in this town. He's to send it to George Norton, general delivery." "Dave will spread it far an' wide," objected Arch. "He tells all he knows." "If he did," smiled Johnny, "it shore would be an eddication for th' man that heard it. He talks a lot--an' says nothin'. If he told all he knew, h--l would 'a' popped long ago on them ranges. I'm only wishin' he could get a job in Kane's!" "Gosh!" exclaimed Arch. "Mebby he can. He's a bang-up bartender." Johnny shook his head and laughed. "Well, I reckon you know best," said Arch. "If you say so, we'll go home--but it hurts bad as a toothache. An' as long as we're goin', we can start tonight--this minute." "You'll start at daylight, like honest folks," chuckled Johnny. "Think I want Kane to sit down an' figger why a lazy outfit got ambitious all at once? An' th' two boys that lend me their guns want to be ridin' close to th' waggin, on its left side, until they get out of town. I don't want anybody noticin' they ain't got their guns. Mebby their coats'll hide 'em, anyhow. But before you do anythin' else, get me a copy of that weekly newspaper downstairs. There's some layin' around th' office. Shore you got it all?"