The words came from Muriel, and the boy chief of the moonshiners made a spring and a grab, snatching the card from Miller's hand.
"Look hyar!" he cried. "This won't do! Let's give ther critters a fair show."
"Do you mean ter say they didn't have a fair show?" demanded Wade Miller, fiercely. "Do you say that I cheated?"
"Not knowin' it," answered Muriel. "But ther draw warn't fair, jes' ther same."
"Warn't fair!" snarled Miller, furiously. "Why not?"
"Because two cards war drawed!" rang out the voice of the masked youth. "Look—hyar they be! One is ther ace o' spades, an' ther other is ther nine o' hearts."
Exclamations of astonishment came from all sides, and a ray of hope shot into Frank Merriwell's heart.
"Did I draw two cards?" muttered Miller, as if surprised. "Wal, what o' that? Ther black card war ther one exposed, an' that settles what'll be done with ther spies."
"It don't settle it!" declared Muriel, promptly. "Them boys is goin' ter have a squar' show."
It was with the greatest difficulty that Miller held himself in check. His hands were clinched, and Frank fancied that he longed to spring upon Muriel.