From somewhere at the rear of the house he heard Mrs. Engle's voice crying eagerly; "It's Roddy!"
He could go to John Engle and get something to do upon one of Engle's ranches.
Engle has been cheating with him to get a price and using the change of owners for an alibi.
"Engle is telling everybody that the horse ain't quite ready," persisted the hustler.
Sister Engle and I were very comfortably situated in the tent of the wagon.
