"My soul! it is as I feared."
Ransom Vane still clung to the arm of the tramp, however. The man was rapidly approaching, and carried a gun. Young Vane recognized him as Bordine, and he was anxious to secure his assistance in securing the tramp.
"Let go, Rans, I must be traveling."
"But wait. Will you testify to what you have jast said?"
"Mebbe."
"Then remain—"
"Let go, I tell ye."
Vane, however, still clung to the arm of Jounce. The latter became angry, and flung him off furiously.
"Help! Murder!" shouted Vane.
"Take that, you fool!"