"I will give you ten seconds, after you have faced about, to get out of sight in the bushes," resumed Hippy. "Turn around! Go!"
Bang!
Hippy fired a shot over the head of the mountaineer who had fairly leaped for the bushes and disappeared in them.
"Quick! Follow him, darlin'. He may have other cartridges in his pockets," urged Nora.
"Anyway, the joke is on us. We fed the man and put evidence against us right in his stomach," wailed Emma Dean.
CHAPTER XVII
THE DANCE AT COON HOLLOW
Lieutenant Wingate, comprehending instantly, sprang into the bushes after the man he had driven out of camp.
"Didn't I tell you to get out of here?" demanded Hippy, pointing his revolver at the mountaineer, who had halted and was feverishly going through his pockets in search of ammunition.