"Lookee here, you boy!" he growled, "keepee belly still; be belly good now or me shootee you dead—see? Dlat light. Me killee you if you makee fluss—see?"
Ed would have been dumb indeed if he had not understood the danger of his position.
He resolved to go slow, and he lay still for the remainder of the drive, which seemed interminable.
But it came to an end at last.
As Ed lay he could form no idea where he was going; indeed, he could not have told much about it anyhow.
All he had to go by was the fact that for the last half hour they had been driving along a country road.
He felt sure that they must have passed beyond the city limits for that reason.
At last the wagon stopped and one of the Chinamen got out.
He was gone some minutes, and when he returned Pow Chow was with him.
The latter climbed up into the wagon and looked in on Ed.