The ruffians were growling angrily and watching their leader.
It needed only his word to make every one of them empty their revolvers into Snell and his companion.
Snell was horribly frightened.
“I don’t know anything about this,” he stammered; “I give you my word of honor——”
“Rats!” interrupted the leader, scornfully, “what’s your word of honor worth?”
“Plug ’em full of holes!” cried another.
The men raised their weapons, and it did look as if there would be a double murder on the spot.
“He’s right!” said Patsy, quietly.
The leader turned swiftly toward him.