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We had been gazing at the various curios with which he had made the room a veritable den of the connoisseur. "You have evidently travelled considerably," remarked Kennedy, avoiding the question for the time. "Yes, I have been back in this country only a few weeks," Masterson replied, awaiting the answer to the first question. "I called," proceeded Kennedy, "in the hope that you, Mr.
Ross to learn her secrets as well as to secure the subtle poison of the cobra. That man, perhaps, merely brushed against Price Maitland in the crowd, enough to scratch his hand with the needle, shove the false note into his pocket anything to win the woman who he knew loved him, and whom he could win. Masterson, you are that man!"
As they drove off in a rickety sort of bus, having with difficulty persuaded the professor to leave off specimen hunting for a while, the boys did not notice that from the opposite side of the train three young men had alighted who, from a point of vantage behind a water tower, watched their movements. The trio were Bill Masterson and his two cronies, Sam Higgins and Eph Compton.
The dark ground, thickly sown with mineral wealth, glittered in the moonlight as if a frost had fallen on it and made it gleam iridescently with millions of sparkling points of light. As the trio stole down the slope, dark figures from the Boy Inventors' camp followed them. Led by Zeb, they found hiding places and watched operations as Masterson and his cronies began to dig.
The tutor, however, barred the way. 'I wished to see Mrs. Masterson, he said drily, and with his coldest air of authority. 'But who are you? 'I am here on her behalf, Mr. Fishwick answered, meekly pressing his hat in his hands. 'On her behalf? said Mr. Thomasson stiffly. 'Is she ill? 'No, sir, I do not know that she is ill. 'Then I do not understand, Mr.
The following interview with the "Butcher" is by Mrs. Kate Masterson, who bearded the lion in his den for an American newspaper: "His Excellency, Captain-General Weyler, graciously gave me an audience to-day. He received me with most charming courtesy, escorted me through his apartments and presented me with a bunch of roses from his own table.
An hour later found us in a handsomely appointed bachelor apartment in a fashionable hotel overlooking the lower entrance to the Park. "Mr. Masterson, I believe?" inquired Kennedy, as a slim, debonair, youngish-old man entered the room in which we had been waiting. "I am that same," he smiled. "To what am I indebted for this pleasure?"
The prominent business men of Dodge watched the hectic consequences of this lawlessness over their faro layouts with speculative eyes and came to the conclusion that killings were becoming altogether too promiscuous. The town, they said, needed a business administration; and forthwith they selected Bat Masterson as marshal.
That evening young Masterson met by appointment the two youths who had been with him in the automobile the day that Zeb was run down. They were both sons of wealthy men, and had more money than was good for them.
"The same day that we did," mused Dick. "I wonder but no, I'm sure. One of those three figures lurking behind that hut was Masterson, and he's planning some mischief, sure as a gun." "Well, this is something like camping," said Tom that evening, stretching himself out luxuriously under a mesquite bush.
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