"You'll be in time enough to-morrow," said Lewis. "I wish you'd give him all the information you can about the place, Thwaite. He's an ignorant beggar. See that he remembers to bring food and matches. The guns are the only things I can promise he won't forget."
Then he rode off, the little beast bucking excitedly at the patches of moonlight, and the two men walked back to the house.
"Hope he comes back all right," said Thwaite.
"He's too good a man to throw away."