The horse reared in fright, but the rider made no answer nor did he attempt to draw a weapon.
"Get down!" commanded Frank. "We've got you covered. Surrender."
Still the rider remained silent.
Frank having quieted the horse went alongside and put his hand on the man's arm.
"Come——" he began, then stopped suddenly.
There was a moment of utter silence, and Frank for the first time in his life could feel the hair rising on his head. Then he controlled himself.
"Put up your rifles boys," he commanded. "The man is dead!"
CHAPTER XI
WITH THE TANKS
"Dead!" exclaimed Frank's comrades in voices that shook with surprise and horror.