The tramp struck a vicious blow with his knife at the heart of young
Vane.
The latter sunk bleeding to the ground.
"Hello!"
A tall, slender young man in hunter's costume peered upon the scene.
Perry Jounce walked forward, glanced keenly into the young hunter's face, then said:
"I've fixed him, I take it; but don't you peep, or—"
He did not finish his sentence, but strode swiftly away.
"Stop, August Bordine. I am badly hurt by that scoundrel. Will you help me?"
Ransom Vane sat up, with blood streaming from a wound in his breast.
The hunter at once sprang to his assistance, and made a swift examination of the wound.