"Providing he has a mind left," agreed Chester.
Hal smiled.
"From the way he talked that fact is open to doubt," he replied.
"I didn't think he was a drinking man," said Chester.
"Oh, he was sober enough. By the way, did you notice his hesitation when
I asked him if he had any enemies?"
"By George! I did. He couldn't answer. I'll bet he knows more about the man that fired that shot at you than he is willing to admit."
"It looks like it," Hal agreed. "From his actions, I would judge that the shot was meant for him."
"Exactly," said Chester, "and he knows who it was that fired it."
"Well, there is no use talking about it," declared Hal. "We can't possibly figure it out ourselves. One thing, though, we shall have to be on our guard. The unknown enemy may not know that Stubbs has moved and may try again."
"Right," said Chester. "We'll have to sleep with one eye open."