"Was there a lot of Indians?" Teddy inquired.

"Quite a few," answered the cowboy. "Well, now I've got to go and
help chase them," and he hurried through his meal and rode off with
Uncle Frank and the others.

"Say, I wish we _could_ go, don't you, Janet?" asked Teddy of his
sister, when they were left by themselves near the corral.

"No, I don't! I don't want to chase Indians!"

"Well, I'd chase 'em and you could watch me."

"You're not big enough," said the little girl. "Indians are awful
big. Don't you remember the one we saw at the station?"

"Yes. But maybe the ones that took Uncle Frank's ponies are little
Indians."

"I don't care," Janet said. "I don't want to chase after any of 'em.
I don't like 'em."

"All right--then I won't go," decided Teddy. "But let's go and take
a ride on our ponies."

"Yes, I'll do that," agreed Janet, and soon, having had one of the
cowboys who had been left behind at Ring Rosy Ranch saddle Clipclap
and Star Face, the Curlytops started for their ride.