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Snap's gone to the bad." Dave Naab hid his face while he told of his brother's treachery; the others turned away, and Hare closed his eyes. For long moments there was silence broken only by the tramp of the old man as he strode heavily to and fro. At last the footsteps ceased, and Hare opened his eyes to see Naab's tall form erect, his arms uplifted, his shaggy head rigid.
"Lots of times he used to howl under my window, and I'd think it was some boy, but it was only Snap. He used to like to howl at the moon." "Dat's right, so he does, honey lamb," Dinah admitted. "But dere ain't no moon now, an' Snap's eatin' a bone. He don't never howl when he's eatin' a bone, I'se sartain ob dat."
It showed me Snap lying there on the floor. He was bound with wire. His torso had been stripped. His livid face was ghastly plain in my light. Miko was bending over him. Miko with a heat cylinder no longer than a finger. Its needle beam played upon Snap's naked chest.
And now, abruptly, I heard Snap's voice: "No! I tell you no!" And Miko, "Very well, then. We'll try this." So Snap was captured but not killed. Relief swept me. He was in the radio room and Miko was with him. But my relief was short-lived. After a brief interval, there came a moan from Snap. It floated down the silence overhead and made me shudder. My Benson beam shot into the radio room.
It had been discharged and the buckshot had gone through one sleeve of the shirt that had been stolen and which likewise lay in the corner. There was some blood on the shirt, and bloodstains led across the floor to the doorway and outside. "Must have shot himself," was Snap's comment. "Yes; and ran away after he did it," returned Giant. "See anything of my watch?" asked Shep.
At last the young hunters rowed away and went back to their own camp. It was now growing quite light. "Did you ever hear of such meanness," was Snap's comment. "They meant to keep our boat hidden until we had left this vicinity. Then maybe, they'd cast it adrift and say they had nothing to do with taking her." "Well, we found out how mean they were last year, so it is nothing new," said Shep.
"I'd like to lay the game low -after I had the picture," was Snap's comment. "We can do that, too -sometimes." After that the doctor's son gave his chums more details of what his parent had said. All the boys were sure they could go out again, for their return home from their previous trip had not been expected by their parents.
"If you tell father you saw me drinking I'll kill you!" he hissed, and rattling his Colt in its holster, he walked away. Hare walked back to his bed, where he lay for a long time with his whole inner being in a state of strife. It gradually wore off as he strove for calm. The playground was deserted; no one had seen Snap's action, and for that he was glad.
On that day the Cattlemen learned how to manage the Wolf question, as you will find if ever you are at Mendoza; for every successful Wolf pack there has with it a Bull-terrier, preferably of the Snap-Mendoza breed. Next day was Hallowe'en, the anniversary of Snap's advent. The weather was clear, bright, not too cold, and there was no snow on the ground.
"What's going to happen when you meet Snap, or any of them?" "Somebody will be surprised," replied Hare, with a laugh. "Jack, it's no laughing matter." She fastened her hands in the lapels of his coat and her eyes grew sad. "You can never hang up your gun again." "No. But perhaps I can keep out of their way, especially Snap's. Mescal, you've forgotten Silvermane, and how he can run."
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