“Well, he’s harmless now. That’s a terrible wound. Wonder how it happened!�
Teddy shook his head.
“Hard to say. Poor geezer, I feel sorry for him, even if he is one of Frond’s gang. He stands a fair chance of passing out, and we can’t do much for him. Want me to try to get help while you watch here? If we could find a doctor in time—â€�
The ranch boy stopped. The man’s eyes opened and his lips moved feebly. Roy bent closer.
“What is it?� he asked gently. “Just take it easy now. You’re all right. Just lie quiet.�
“Froud—Froud—â€� the man whispered. “Stabbed me—â€�
Roy looked up with startled eyes.
“Did you hear that?� he demanded. “He says Froud stabbed him! Yes, I’m listening.�
“Knifed me—â€� the man faltered. He struggled to sit up, but Roy prevented this. The man’s fist clenched and his voice came more strongly.
“The rat!â€� he cried. “Cut me—without givin’ me no chance. I’ll get him for this!â€� He expelled his breath in a long sigh. “Water,â€� he gasped. “Water. Pump in back.â€�