"Yah, so! Der feller vent heeled mit himseluf. Meppy he vas expecding drouble?"
"That may be! or, if he was touring through this part of the country, it would only have been a wise policy to carry arms. Any bullets in the gun, Carl?"
The Dutch boy examined the weapon.
"Dere iss doo empty shells und four goot vones," he announced. "He must haf fired a gouple oof dimes."
"Well, drop the gun in your pocket and let's get him to the car."
Thereupon the unconscious form was picked up and carried out of the thicket and into the road. Close to the car the burden was laid down while the tonneau door was opened.
"After the man fell from the car," said Matt, "he had to drag himself into the bushes."
"Vy vas dot? Oof he hat shtaid in der roadt somepody who vas passing vould haf seen him."
"He may have had his reasons for getting out of sight. Anyhow, the only way for us to get to the bottom of this thing is by taking the man to town and having a doctor look after him."