This was signed by the doctor. Silently Matt passed the telegram to Newt.
Young Prebbles read it, dropped into a chair, and buried his face in his hands.
[CHAPTER XV.]
A RISKY VENTURE.
While Roscoe was removing the ropes from Murgatroyd's hands and replacing them with a pair of steel manacles, Matt and McGlory stepped out of the shack for a brief talk.
"Young Prebbles is pretty badly cut up," said Cameron.
"He ought to be," said McGlory. "I reckon this is a lesson for him, and for any other young fellow who feels like taking the bit in his teeth."
"It's pretty tough," murmured Matt, shaking his head. "There's good stuff in young Prebbles."
"That's Pard Matt for you, Cameron," said the cowboy. "He always looks for the good stuff in a fellow and never sees much of anything else."