“Slow up, can’t yuh? They’re lookin’ for Big Foot and Hoodoo, not us. Scenery likely thinks he’s got snakes. Don’t go so fast, yuh——”
“Sa-a-a-y!” yowls Waldemar, far away. “They made me tell who done it.”
We didn’t answer him. Dirty said—
“My ——, ain’t yuh got no speed a-tall, Ike?”
THE END
Transcriber’s Note: This story appeared in the June 18, 1921 issue of Adventure magazine.