“Good-night—boys!” he cried mockingly.
“Happy dreams!” sneered Connie. “Don’t forget we start——” 143
The third man, a silent, morose individual, suddenly gave a gasp as the outer door was flung open. The others turned and saw the enraged face of Colorado Jim behind a big six-shooter.
CHAPTER X
ANGELA MEETS A FRIEND
“Hands up!” snapped Jim.
Connie and the silent man obeyed. Tom, clasping his prize, looked thunderstruck.
“Did you git that, you human gorilla? Put ’em up.”