“You knew McGlory was to take the private report from me?” he asked.
“Well, Billings told me the cowboy had put up a deal of some kind.”
“So McGlory had planned the scheme with Billings, had he?”
“Yes.”
“And McGlory took the report to Billings?”
“That’s where he went with it.”
The breath hung in Matt’s throat. His chum’s treachery had been deliberately planned and executed. McGlory was playing into the colonel’s hands, and bringing about his own undoing. Naturally Matt inferred that his friend thought more of his prospective fortune than of his comradeship. Choosing the dishonest wealth, he had turned his back on his friend.
Sad and disheartened, Matt allowed Kelly to pilot him through the woods. With head down, the young motorist stumbled onward, more concerned with his sorrowful reflections than he was over the place to which he was being taken.
Suddenly Matt’s forward movement was stayed, and he heard Levitt speaking:
“I’ll look out for him, Kelly, and you go ahead and make sure that there’s no one around.”