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"What!"
"Yes, sir, and we have him now," smiled Tad Butler.
"You've got him now? Where is he?" roared the visitor springing to
his feet, permitting the captured weapon to fall to the ground.
"He is over there in the bushes," said Tad. "However, I think you
had better wait until I get over there before you pay him a visit.
I have a sort of proprietary interest in that fellow and I don't
propose to have any monkey business. He nearly killed Professor
Zepplin, bound though he is. Wait one moment, please. Why do you
wish to see the man?"
"Because I think I know him. Gentlemen, I am a Ranger. I am Lieutenant
Joe Withem, and I have good reasons to believe your prisoner is a man
whom I have been anxious to meet for some time. I am ready to be shown."
Tad wonderingly led the way over to their captive, the lieutenant
following in quick, nervous strides, the others of the party bringing
up the rear, Chunky lugging a rifle which he kept in position for
instant use in case the stranger should seek to liberate their prisoner.
But there was little danger of Lieutenant Joe Withem doing anything
of the sort,
CHAPTER VIII
A MUCH-WANTED DESPERADO
Tad had snatched a burning brand from the fire, carrying it along with
him so that Withem might get a good look at the prisoner. The lad
considered it a fortunate coincidence that the Ranger lieutenant should
have visited their camp at that particular time.
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