"So I might, sonny—an' then agin' I might do wuss—yes, a heap wuss. I was gwine ter turn them hosses over to the Confed'rate government—they need hoss-flesh."
"You were going to do nothing of the kind. You are not a soldier, you are a common thief."
"Now, don't be hard on me, sonny. I fit on the right side, I did," drawled the guerrilla anxiously.
"You fought only for your own good."
"Taint so, sonny; I fit fer the glorious Stars an' Bars. Wot are ye calkerlatin' ter do with me, sonny?"
"I don't know yet. I reckon you'll stay where you are for the present."
"That's so too—I can't move nohow. Hullo, who's thet?"
At this question Jack turned suddenly—to find himself confronted by Dr. Mackey and two soldiers in Confederate uniform!
DR. MACKEY'S BOLD MOVE.