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The boys listened and waited for a considerable length of time, but heard no evidence of the approach of the detective. "Say," Tommy whispered, "this is a pretty nice supper I've been getting for that robber. It looks good enough for me to eat myself!" "We can eat it after Katz takes the robber away," suggested Sandy. "I don't see anything of Katz, do you?" asked Tommy with a wink.
No Public Bathing!! Private Beach C. Wheeler, Co. B. 2-th Inf'ty. The first letters from home! The supply wagons brought them up, and every man in the Company got something except Ed Drier, a farm-hand from the Nebraska sand hills, and Willy Katz, the tow-headed Austrian boy from the South Omaha packing-houses. Their comrades were sorry for them.
"Coming along in fine shape." "I didn't know whether you'd be able to answer that there telegram of mine in person, and if you was able, I didn't know whether you would." "Look here, Hiram," said Clancy, "didn't I tell you I'd help you find your father if you'd keep mum about what Lafe Wynn did?" "Uh-huh." "Well, I always try to pay my debts." "Got any trace o' Gerald Wynn, Burton, and Katz yet?"
"It's a frame-up!" echoed Cullen. "Frame up nothing!" laughed one of the outlaws. "Do you mean to say," said Sheriff Pete, turning to the two prisoners, "that these two men who claim to be detectives are actually connected with your gang?" "That's what we'll swear to!" declared one of the outlaws. "Two years off for that!" chuckled Tommy in a low tone. "I tell you it's a frame up!" shouted Katz.
That's why we we're waiting without saying much, till it looks more like like we can all be together, ma." "All my dreams! My dreams I could give up the house! My baby with a well-to-do husband maybe on Riverside Drive. A servant for herself, so I could pass, maybe, Mrs. Suss and Mrs. Katz by on the street. Ruby, you you wouldn't, Ruby. After how I've built for you!" "Oh, mama, mama, mama!"
Katz is to blame for what happened." "That's like him!" growled Burton. "He's getting it all around. See what he did to me!" "He's a pesky varmint!" grunted Hill. "He might 'a' died, there in Hogan's bungalow, if it hadn't been for Clancy. It was almost the same as turnin' on the fellow that saved his life. I ain't got no use for such coyotes."
Claude thought he was taking the more dangerous position himself, but the German probably reasoned that the important man would be on the right. As the two Americans dashed through the door, he fired. Claude caught him in the back with his bayonet, under the shoulder blade, but Willy Katz had got the bullet in his brain, through one of his blue eyes. He fell, and never stirred.
"I might ask the same of you," replied Sandy, mopping his face with his handkerchief. "What are you prowling around for?" "Keeping an eye on your camp," replied the other gruffly. "What for?" demanded Sandy. "Because you're suspicious characters." "You're Katz, aren't you?" asked Sandy. "Who told you that?" snarled the other. "John Johnson," was the reply.
Hoping to see you in San Diego at your earliest convenience, I remain, yours expectantly, 'UPTON HILL." Gerald dropped the letter on the table, and looked up at his friends with a guileful smile. "How's that for a bait?" he asked. "Bully!" declared Katz. "Hiram Hill will tumble all over himself to go to San Diego." "What'll happen when he can't find any Upton Hill in San Diego?" said Burton.
"That's one now!" whispered Tommy. "That's right!" returned Sandy. "That's one coward!" "Oh, I see," Tommy whispered. "That's Katz!" The stranger now approached the fire, swinging his rifle jauntily in his hand and throwing his shoulders back until his body swung forward with a decided strut.
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