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And those are the same two men who were with him before," answered Alice. "Dan Merley the man who is going to sue daddy for that five hundred dollars!" went on Ruth, clasping her hands. "And with him are the two men who were present when the street car accident happened in New York Fripp and Jagle. They are the hunters who have been annoying Mr. Macksey." "Oh, what shall we do?" asked Ruth.

This is always done by street car companies, in order to protect themselves. "Hurt? Of course he's hurt!" exclaimed the man Russ called Jagle. "See that cut on his head!" There was a slight abrasion on Merley's forehead, but it did not seem at all serious. "Aren't you hurt, Dan?" asked Jagle. "Of course I am!" was the answer. "I'm hurt bad, too. Get me home, Jim."

"If he's hurt the best place for him is a hospital," remarked the motorman. "But I can't see where he's hurt." "I can't walk, I tell you," whined Merley, and he attempted to get up, but fell back. One of his friends caught him in his arms. "There, you see! Of course he's hurt!" declared Jagle. "Go call an ambulance, Fripp."

"My friend is badly hurt. Someone get an ambulance! Fripp, you call one." "That was Jagle who spoke," Russ whispered to the girls. "But I don't know the other one." "He doesn't seem to be badly hurt," remarked the motorman. The conductor, with a little pad and pencil, was getting the names of witnesses to be used in case suit was brought.

"What happened?" asked Ruth, when he had knocked on the door of their hall and had been admitted. "Not much," he replied. "They took Merley home, instead of to a hospital. He wouldn't go to an institution, he said." "Did those other two men go with him?" asked Alice. "Who, Fripp and Jagle? No, they wouldn't be allowed to ride on the ambulance. But they got a taxicab and went off in that.

A little later the two men went into the large cabin, and presently came out with their guns. There was no sign of Jagle. But Merley and Fripp started for the woods, and as soon as they were out of sight the four emerged from the small cabin, Russ carrying his camera that now contained the proof on the film. They hurried back to Elk Lodge. The last drama of the backwoods had been filmed.

I heard Jagle say to the ambulance surgeon, that he was a doctor, and that he'd attend his friend when he got him home." "Is Jagle a doctor?" asked Alice. "He didn't look like one." "He's a sort of doctor," Russ replied. "I think he's a quack, myself. I wouldn't have him for a sick cat. But he calls himself a doctor and surgeon. So that's all that happened."

"I believe you're right!" agreed Russ, who had had a good look at the impudent fellow the night he invaded the DeVere rooms. "And I know one of those other men at least by sight. His name is Jagle. Let's see what is going on here." Fortunately no very large crowd gathered, so the girls felt it would be proper for them to remain, particularly as the accident was not of a distressing nature.