"He ought to know what he is talking about, Jack," answered Fred. "And certainly he had no axe to grind in the matter. He doesn't want to see Uncle Dick throw his money away." Two more days passed, and still Dick Rover did not return from Wichita Falls. The boys went out sightseeing and amused themselves as best they could, but this was not saying much. The most fun they had was in a shooting-gallery where they astonished the proprietor by the bull's-eyes they made. "You young fellows are some shots," said he. "You must be used to guns." "We are," answered Fred. The four Rovers had gone into the target gallery directly after supper and while it was still light. Now, when they came out, Jack suggested that they return to the hotel. "We might send out a letter or two," he suggested, "and I'd like to look over a newspaper if I can find one." The Rovers were heading in the direction of the hotel when, glancing across the street, they saw Nappy Martell and Slugger Brown. "They seem to be watching us," declared Jack. "Probably they'd like to know what we intend to do," answered Randy. "I think we might as well ignore them," he went on, as he saw Nappy and Slugger crossing the muddy roadway. "Hello!" called Slugger coolly. "We've been looking for you fellows." "Looking for us!" exclaimed Fred. "Yes, we found out you were not at the hotel, and so we thought you must be somewhere around town." "What do you want of us?" demanded Jack suspiciously. "We came to see you on Gabe Werner's account," answered Nappy. As he spoke he showed that he was nervous. "On Gabe Werner's account! What do you mean?" "I guess you had better ask Gabe about that," answered Slugger. "He's very anxious to see all of you--wants to see you this evening, too." "Where is he?" "We left him at a house up on the Derrickville road. It's about half a mile or so out of town," answered Slugger. "Is he sick?" questioned Fred. "He's worse than that--he's down and out," answered Nappy. "But he said to tell all of you that he wanted to see you this evening sure--that to-morrow morning wouldn't do." "See here, Nappy, is this some sort of trick?" demanded Jack bluntly. "If it is, I want to tell you right now it won't work." "It's no trick. How could it be? We are all alone, and we're not armed. We are doing this solely because Gabe Werner asked us to do it. He couldn't come himself, not with a broken leg." "Oh, then he has broken his leg, has he?" said Andy, with something of sympathy in his voice. "That, of course, is another matter." He turned to the others. "I'm willing to go and see him if you are." "All right, let's go," put in Fred. "We'll go," said Jack, after a few whispered words to Randy. "But you remember what I said, both of you. If this is a trick we'll see to it that you get the worst of it." "You'll find out that it's no trick as soon as you get to the house," declared Slugger Brown.