Parker’s face clearly showed that he thought the story concocted for the occasion.
“There’s one thing you didn’t tell,” he said, with some sarcasm, when Merriwell had concluded.
“What was that?” Frank asked.
“How you noosed the moose on the lake. One of my men saw you do that.”
“I didn’t think to mention that,” said Merriwell. “It didn’t occur to me that it had any particular bearing on the present case.”
“Why doesn’t this Dunnerwust speak for himself?” Parker asked. “I should like to have him show us where he found the moose head.”
“Hans, come out here!” Merriwell called. “The warden wants you.”
This was followed by a silence like that of the grave.
“Hans!” Merriwell sharply called again. “Come out here!”
“Maybe he’s sneaked out by the back of the tent and made a run for it,” one of the deputies suggested.