"You are shot, Hal?" he cried, in quick alarm.
"Yes, Mr. Sumner—I—I am shot," was the low reply. "But here is the tin box and—the—bonds—safe."
And with these words Hal pitched over insensible into the broker's arms.
CHAPTER XXXII.
A SURPRISING REVELATION.
Horace Sumner was terribly alarmed. Paying no attention to the tin box, he knelt down and raised Hal up on his knee.
"Shot in the shoulder and in the side," he murmured after a brief examination. "Oh, I trust it be not serious!"
All of the prisoners had been handcuffed, and one of the officers followed Mr. Sumner out.
"Hullo! is he shot?" he cried.