“The man seems honest.”
“You believed Stolburst honest?”
“Yes.”
“The outcome proves you are no judge of character. There is a memento of your friend.”
Zulima shrieked.
The brute had tossed her an ear that had been severed from the explorer’s head.
CHAPTER XII.
COOK AND KIDD.
“Well,” said Dick Kidd, after he and his pal had been ejected from Monte Murphy’s, “ain’t you a nice citizen?”
Kidd was boiling over with anger. Small wonder. The equivalent of a fortune had just passed from his possession. The great green diamond was his no longer.
“What’s the matter with you?” growled Enoch Cook.