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"What have you there?"
"Grub, of course. When Joe didn't turn up, an' there was no sign of Fred, I figured that you'd both want somethin' to eat, so took out my wages in what was handiest to eat. Mrs. Byram said I'd never find you, but it wouldn't do any harm to try, so here we are."
"Did you spend your money to buy us food?" Fred asked.
"Why not? It'll take a good deal more'n that to straighten things between us, an' I'd like to get the 'count squared some time."
"You've done it already, Skip. It was you who first put us on the track of the thieves, and now you've helped the cause along wonderfully, for it has been a good while since I had all I could eat."
"Well, fill yourself up right now. There's no need to hurry, for you can't get to Farley's to-night, an'----h.e.l.lo, Gus! Got through with your trip so soon?"
"You'll wish I hadn't before this thing is ended," was the surly reply, and then the prisoner turned his back on the ex-chief of the regulators.
Quite naturally Skip was eager to hear the result of the chase, and while Joe and Fred were eating they gave him the full particulars.
"Do you know the way home?" Brace asked when the story was told.
"Of course. I've been out here half a dozen times. Was you calculatin'
to keep straight ahead?"
"Yes."
"Then you'd gone six miles the other side of Farley's."
"If that is the case, it's lucky you found us. Let's make another start; now I've filled up it seems possible to travel without stopping again until we are at mother's door."
With a guide and provisions in plenty, the long tramp yet to be endured seemed but a trifling affair, and the party, with the single exception of Gus, were in the best of spirits.
The night was spent near a small water course in the valley, and at three o'clock all hands entered the company's store at Farley's.
Both Mr. Wright and the cas.h.i.+er were in the building, and they listened in undisguised astonishment as Joe told the story of the capture.
"Here is the money, except what they have spent," Fred said when Joe concluded the recital, and he handed the package to the superintendent.
An examination showed that but fifty-three dollars were missing, and then Mr. Wright turned to Gus, who was wearing a look of mingled indignation and innocence.
"How did you get this money from Thorpe?"
"Who is he, sir?"
"The boy who was bringing it from the bank."
"I never saw him."
"Then how did you get these notes?"
"I never had 'em sir."
"Why, I took them out of his pocket," Fred cried, in surprise.
"Explain yourself," Mr. Wright said to the prisoner.
"Me an' Tim Sanger was goin' to camp out on the mountains while work was slack," Gus began with an air of truthfulness. "We had a shanty built, an' Tim went off fis.h.i.+n' when this feller," here he pointed to the astonished Fred, "jumped in on me. I'd seen him in Blacktown, so didn't think anything was out of the way till he knocked me down."
"Why did he strike you?"
"That's jest what I don't know. He tied me all up like this, an' I had to do as he said till we met Joe Brace. Then I heard one of 'em say to the other: 'This will get Sam out of the sc.r.a.pe, for we can say Gus Dobson had the money what was stole, in his pocket.' That's all I know about it, an' I never saw them bills till this very minute."
"It was a good scheme for Sam to give up the money in this way when he found the case was so dead against him," the cas.h.i.+er said in a low tone, as if speaking to himself; but he took care that Mr. Wright should hear distinctly.
"What do you mean?" Joe cried fiercely.
"Nothing, nothing, I must have been thinking aloud."
"You intended we should hear every word," the miner added, excitedly.
"Be quiet, Brace, while we get the facts of this strange story," Mr.
Wright said, sharply.
"You have got the facts already sir. I told you before I left town that this fellow was one of the thieves."
"That doesn't prove anything," the cas.h.i.+er replied, with a malicious smile.
"I'll prove more than that to you, if you dare show your nose out doors."
"Either leave the office, Brace, or hold your tongue," and now the superintendent spoke in an angry tone.
"Fred, what have you got to say in answer to this boy's story?"
"Not a word, sir. What Joe has told you is true, and if it ain't believed you can serve the warrant which was issued for me, as soon as you please."
"He can't say anything," Gus added, triumphantly. "If Tim was here he could tell you jest why we left Blacktown; but, of course, he don't know about the job this feller is try in' to put up on me."
"Where is Tim?"
"I dunno. He'll likely come home when he can't find me."
"Are you willing to stay here until he returns?"
"Sure; there ain't any reason why I'd want to run off, if you tell my folks where I am."
Joe could contain himself no longer.
"Do you mean to put his word agin ours?" he cried fiercely.
"Why not?" the cas.h.i.+er asked, softly. "It looks to me very much as if his having been brought here was an outrage."
"If you speak to me agin I'll spoil the whole of your face, you cur!
After arestin' a boy for meetin' with an accident in doin' what you oughter done, an' gettin' out warrants for others what couldn't have had a hand in the matter, it's easy to see why you want to believe this little villain's story. When the truth is known you understand blessed well that the town will be too hot to hold you."