Sergeant Raney, having opened Hal's revolver holster, now extracted a crumpled mass of folded bills!
"That's the money!" cried Ruggles, as Captain Foster unfolded the bills. "Read out the numbers, Captain, and we'll all take notes. I'll prove by the bank that this was my money earlier in the day!"
CHAPTER XXI
AMERICAN WOMEN IN PERIL!
SLOWLY Captain Foster read off the numbers, writing them down in a notebook that he carried. As the older officer glanced up he met the burning gaze of Lieutenant Hal Overton.
"Captain," cried the Army boy hoarsely, "I don't know by what juggling trickery this was done, but I never have handled that money, though it would seem that I must have been carrying it around in my holster."
"Bah!" sneered Ruggles.
Had it not been for Captain Foster's quick leap between the pair Hal would have knocked the purple-faced fellow down.
"Careful, Mr. Overton," warned the captain. "Violence will injure your case, not help it. Mr. Ruggles, I will hold this money as evidence, but I will give you a receipt for it."