Part 5 (2/2)
”Yes, but he was outclassed froh he was sly and shrewd, book learning was too h Vorlange, who stole ed many of my answers I didn't learn of this until it was too late My chance of going to West Point fell through There was nothing to do but to thrash Vorlange, and the day before I left hoer he'll remember to the day of his death As it was, he tried to shoot me, but I collared the pistol, and for that dastardly attack knocked two of his teeth down his throat”
”Served hiht, pawnee But I don't see whar--”
”Hold on a o to West Point; but he was strong with the politicians, and as soon as he was old enough he got a position under the government, and now I understand he is so as a spy for the land departosh!+ I see An' ye think Mortimer Arbuckle knows this same chap?”
”It would look so If I can read faces, the old , and if that is so and there is the secret of a crie is the guilty party”
”pawnee, you hev a head on yer shoulders fit fer a judge, hang ly ”I wish yer would talk to Arbuckle the next tiht off o'
his shoulders The poor old fellow--creation! wot's that?”
Jack Rasco stopped short and pulled up his horse A wild, unearthly screaht The screahter which was truly demoniacal
pawnee Brown pulled his horse up on his haunches What was this newout; but now the scout recognized it and a faint smile shone upon his face
”It's the dunce,” he exclaimed ”Pumpkin! Pumpkin! Coain Then froed the form of the half-witted boy
”Pumpkin, where is dick Arbuckle?” questioned pawnee Brown, leaping to the ground and catching the lad by his aro! I didn't hurt him!” screamed Pumpkin ”He went that way--like the wind--on a bay horse which was running away Oh, he's killed, I know he is!”
”You are sure of this?”
”Hope to die if it ain't so Poor dick! He'll be pitched off and smashed up like his father was smashed up Hurry, and maybe you can catch him”
”I believe the dunce speaks the truth,” broke in Jack Rasco
”How long ago was this?”
”Not more'n an hour Hurry up if you want to save him,” and with a yell such as he had uttered before, Pumpkin disappeared
pawnee Brown and Rasco wasted no allop in the direction the runaway horse had pursued
CHAPTER V
THE CAVALRYMEN