Motor Matt's Make Up

oment had he known the cause of the murderous Dhondaram's hostility to him, but

was all that stood between Motor Matt

nife, Dhondaram

knife, sahib,"

ttle with me if you try any knife tricks on the prisoner. I guess you rise t

down and remo

oo and making brief display of a revolver, "but here's so

ed the knife to his jacket

in' me for, Motor

ning away from me

you'd better treat me white, 'cause it's me that ke

at letter," Matt answered, making up his mind tha

ly. "Does he think I

indoos who have been connected with the show haven't turned out

e Hindoo; only his glittering eyes revealed the

ind to pull out. I'd had to explain, an' no matter what I'd said I'd have been fired, anyway. I used

ing me like this?"

savagely under his breath. "I'd like to take the kinks out o' that Dutchman. He's too much on the butti

to have Dhondar

nd picked you off with this." Wily touched his hip pocket. "But I didn't. That ain't my style. I'd rather have you like this an' come to a little agreement with you. As for Dhon

u knew he had been a prisoner of Burton's and had escaped from the show train between Jackson and Kalamazo

to leave, in spite of you and Burton. That's the worst I've done-talkin' with D

. At the same moment he leaned down a

rd, then the sound of a

pered Wily. "Hang the luck! I wish we had got out o' here while

ib!" frowned

ng in the hall. It was impossible to distinguish words, but Mat

e lookin

doo, his voice soft and purring as that of a tiger cat.

the sounds above. The footsteps and the voices f

be able to dodge through the f

m shook

found," he whispered reassuringly. "The f

e kitchen, heard the sound of lifted windows and opening blinds, marked the slow and stea

ondaram had begu

he trap!" gas

is hole, sahib?" demanded

in. I lived in this house

ght of the candle. The Stygian blackness that reigned s

hissed Dhondaram

wered Wily. "I'll hav

n Wily Bill in a furious effort to secure the r

was flooding the pit. The sounds of the struggle between

voice of McGlory, and ins

doo staggered the cowboy, leape

o was just preparing to follow

showman was compelled to drop back to avoid a s

ndoo. He found his pard with his groping hands, for his eyes were

or I'm a Piegan! Speak to me about this, will you? And gagged,

pulled away

first words. "He and the

with his open knife, McGlory slashed at

aped upward and climbed over the edge of the floor

e Hindoo?"

at the door," panted Burton. "I always knew that thug was

ght afforded by this gave Matt and Burton a view of a desperate struggle in which the att

hondaram's knife had ripped Twomley's coat and brought a stain of red, but the Englishman had

r Matt or Burton could go to his aid, Twomley hurled his antagonist from him with terrific force. The Hindoo fell sprawling against the wall, and d

said Matt, "and bin

ed cloth, and there were two or three yards

hen McGlory drove Wily into the

about all taken out of him. I snatch his revolver, and then we come out from under the floor, W

" answered t

and was binding his ha

ndaram, Joe," said Ma

d for his pains

me to do a thing like that without getting a nick or two? A pr

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