In a moment they were beside the young inventor.
"Did you kill him?" asked Timberlake.
"No it's only a scalp wound," Jack answered.
"Let me handcuff him."
"Your surmise was correct about the gang heading for Macon City."
"I know what their general habits are."
The sheriff handcuffed the bandit king.
He was utterly unconscious from the shot.
Fritz and Tim were so delighted they shook hands fervently, let off several emphatic expletives and fairly danced.
"Gee whiz, he's captured at last!" roared the sailor.