Part 10 (1/2)
”I sus-saw his eyelids move,” stammered Springer, still fanning. ”He's coming round! He's breathing!”
”Yes, he's coming round, thank fortune!” said Osgood in great relief.
”He ought to be all right in a few minutes.”
Although these signs of reviving probably gave Shultz the most satisfaction, he now attempted to hide his feelings behind an air of sullen defiance and self-justification. Apparently, with the exception of Osgood, he was the calmest person in the room.
Presently Hooker's breast heaved and he gave a heavy sigh. Then his eyes opened.
”You're all right, old man,” said Osgood. ”You got a fierce old b.u.mp when you fell, but you'll be on your pins in a minute or two now.”
Hooker looked at him strangely without speaking. After a little time they lifted Roy and placed him on the big leather-covered Morris chair, following which they stood around and tried to get him to say that he was feeling better. He continued to stare at them, one after another, in that same puzzled, bewildered way, and all their efforts to draw a word from him were fruitless. Once his eyes rested on Shultz, but in their depths there was no gleam of light in the slightest way different from that aroused by sight of the others.
”He's dazed,” whispered Sleuth. ”His mind is befogged.”
”If we let him alone a few minutes he ought to come out of it,” said Osgood. ”Let's settle up. We can't play any more to-night.”
”I'd like to know where that fuf-fifth ace came from,” said Springer, as he turned all the aces over and looked at the backs of the cards.
”They're alike, every one of 'em.”
”I had two packs alike,” explained Osgood. ”The extra ace must have gotten into this pack by accident.”
”If we've been playing with it all the time,” ventured Cooper timidly, ”it's mighty funny we didn't discover it before.”
”I'd like to know what you mean by that,” growled Shultz, glaring at Chipper in a manner that made the little fellow draw back a bit. ”I hope you don't insinuate--”
”I'm not insinuating anything,” was the hasty disclaimer. ”I just said it was funny, that's all.”
”Fuf-funny is hardly the word,” muttered Springer.
”I'm sure,” said Osgood quickly, ”that no one in this crowd would play a dishonest game. The cards got mixed, and I made up that pack myself. If anybody is to blame, I am. Count up your chips, fellows, and let's square things right away.”
They did as directed, and he settled up with each of them, turning last to Hooker, who was behind the game. Counting the few chips left to the unfortunate gamester, Osgood announced how many there were and offered their value in change to Roy, who, however, made no attempt to accept the coins.
”This is what's coming to you, Roy,” said Ned. ”Take it.”
Hooker looked at him blankly. In Cooper's ear Piper whispered:
”He don't understand. What if he never comes out of it?”
”He will; he must,” Chipper whispered back.
Ned slid the coins into Roy's pocket. ”Now,” he said, ”I think this party had better break up. Somebody will have to see Hooker home, and I think the outside air will revive him. This affair must be kept strictly private. If any one breathes a word about it, he will brand himself as a-- Oh, but I know there's no need of saying such a thing, and I won't say it.”
”You don't have to so far as I'm concerned,” a.s.serted Piper promptly.
”Any one here would be a chump to tattle.”
As Billy was the only one Osgood had feared, Ned immediately showed his relief and satisfaction.