"That's what I thought," Janet added. "They look like they had
blankets on--some of 'em."

She and Teddy sat on their ponies' backs and kept looking at the
other figures. They were coming nearer, that was sure, and as they
came closer it was more and more certain to the Curlytops that some
of the strangers on the horses were wrapped in blankets.

"Oh, I know what they are!" suddenly cried Janet.

"What?"

"In--Indians!" faltered Janet. "Oh, Teddy, if they should be _wild_
Indians!"

"Pooh!" exclaimed Teddy, trying to speak bravely. "Uncle Frank said
there weren't any very wild Indians near his ranch."

"Maybe these ones wasn't near the ranch before, but they're coming
near now," said Janet, so excited the words tumbled out all mixed-up
like. "I'm going home!"

"I--I guess I'll go with you," added Teddy, as he turned his pony's
head about. "We'd better tell Uncle Frank the Indians are coming.
Maybe they want more of his horses."

"Oh, he won't let 'em have any!" cried Janet. "But they _are_ Indians
sure enough!" she went on, as she took a look over her shoulder.