[CHAPTER X.
IN THE GARAGE.]
Matt was so bewildered on account of McGlory’s actions that he offered little resistance to Kelly and Levitt. Anyhow, the manila envelope had been taken from him, and Levitt—as Matt reasoned—had nothing to gain by the capture.
“Here’s the rope, Kelly,” said the mining engineer, coming close. “Better put it on him.”
“You don’t have to tie me,” protested Matt. “I’m not a thief, Levitt, and you know it. I’m willing to go, and go quietly, wherever you want to take me. I guess I can explain the affair to the authorities so that I’ll soon have my liberty.”
Levitt gave him an odd look.
“We’ll see about that,” he answered. “Tie his hands, anyway, Kelly,” he added.
Matt lay quietly while the rope was placed around his wrists. He was wondering why Levitt didn’t search him for the report. To all appearances the engineer wasn’t giving a thought to the document.
“I haven’t that manila envelope, Levitt,” said Matt. “If you’ve made a prisoner of me just to recover that you’re having your trouble for nothing.”
“I knew you didn’t have the envelope,” was the surprising answer. “McGlory got that. Kelly and I were close enough to hear him talking with you and to see him when he ran down the road. He fooled you that time, and no mistake.”
There was growing bitterness in Matt’s heart as he listened.