"
"I'm not on the witness-stand," said Westerfelt, pleasantly; "I'm only
looking for a stray horse."
"Let's go on," said the other Officer to his companion. "We are on the
right road; he's seed 'em ur he'd a-denied it. Let's not lose time."
"I'm with you," was the reply; then to Westerfelt: "You are right, you
hain't on the witness-stand, but ef we wanted to we could mighty easy
arrest you on suspicion and march you back to jail to be questioned by
the inspectors."
Westerfelt smiled, "You'd have to feed me at the expense of the
government, and I'm as hungry as a bear; I've been out all day, and
haven't had a bite since breakfast."
The revenue men laughed. "We know who you are," said the one that had
spoken first, "an' we know our business, too; so long!"
Two hours later, as Westerfelt was about to go to bed in his room over
the stable, he heard a voice calling down-stairs. He went to the
window and looked out. Below he saw four men, two saddle horses, and a
horse and wagon. He heard Washburn open the office door and ask:
"What do you folks want?"
"Want to put up our beasts an' this hoss an' wagon," was the reply.
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