“My pard, Motor Matt, will go on record. Matt, am I McGlory, Joseph Easy-mark McGlory?”
“You’re Joe McGlory, all right,” laughed Matt.
“That’s good, as far as it goes,” said the cashier, “but who’s to vouch for Motor Matt?”
“That’s me, pard,” bubbled McGlory. “We vouch for each other.”
The cashier joined in the merriment of the motor boys.
“You’re a team,” said the cashier.
“A whole team and something to spare,” chuckled the cowboy. “Honest, I’m feeling so good over that bullion that I’m nearly locoed.”
“This will help to identify us,” said Matt.
He took from his pocket the letter McGlory had received from the colonel. The conductor, when sending the telegram from Stoughton, had had the message copied on a telegraph blank and had returned the letter to Matt.
The cashier read the letter carefully.