“What’s his name?” he asked, in a thick voice.
“Willard Banks.”
The plainsman sprang to his feet, laughed nervously and then exclaimed:
The Remarkable Hieroglyphics
“I reckon there’s some one then ’at’ll believe me.”
“Every word,” answered Roy, handing back the paper. “But,” and he too laughed in an excited way, “I’m glad you had that proof.”