:25:23
Report.
:25:25
Trailed Mr. Rynder's buckboard, sir,
a mile below the Painted Post.
:25:30
- Painted Post?
- Met two men in a wagon.
:25:33
- IKnow who they were?
- No, sir.
:25:35
Didn't seem prudent to inquire.
:25:38
What do you suppose
they're doing that far south?
:25:41
Well, that ain't my department, sir.
:25:45
We'll pick them up on our
next go-round. Take a point.
:26:30
- Sergeant?
- Yes, sir.
:26:34
Right through that pass.
:26:56
Romantic, isn't it?
:26:58
Guidons gaily fluttering.
Bronzed men lustily singing.