"He must have been wounded."
"Sartin, and he wuz in thar farm-house tryin' ter git well."
"He must have seen us coming and got scared out."
"Jist my opinion, Jack."
The young inventor came out on the front platform.
He gazed long and earnestly at the flying rider and then said:
"You have made no mistake–that's Hite."
"This ere ole eye o' mine are a regler telescope."
"Chase the villain, Tim!"
"You bet I will."