CHAPTER X.
PLOT AND COUNTERPLOT.
Burton's eyes glimmered as he listened to these wandering words from the lips of his treacherous friend.
"He got a dose of the same medicine he helped give me!" he said. "Serves him right. Gerald Wynn is a yellow dog! He turned against me, and then he hitched up with Captain Hogan and the two turned on Katz. Wish I knew just how it all happened."
"Bring some water," said Clancy, "and perhaps we can help Katz recover his wits. He's half delirious now."
Burton found some cool water, and brought a basin of it. The bloated, purplish face of Katz was bathed, his limbs were rubbed, and gradually his condition, physical and mental, became more normal. He peered at Burton with blinking eyes.
"Thank you, Hank?" he asked.
"Yes, it's Hank." was the taunting response. "How do you like bein' double-crossed? You and Wynn put the kibosh on me, and here you've got a taste of it yourself."
"Wynn's a coyote!" snarled Katz.