The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1916-03-24
CHAPTER XVIII.
| Make Two Prisoners.

| saw him stare, open-mouthed, as
though at ghost. There was star
tied look in his face, but no recogni
ton. The same swift glimpse had re
vealed to me a discarded belt on the
end of the desk. in which glittered the
pearl handle of a revolver With one
step forward l had the weapon in my
possession, and sprang between both
men and the door.
Not a single move, gentlemen"
commanded crisply, yet not venturing
to speak aloud, for fear of a guard
outside. Lieutenant, place your gun
on the deski"
He had it half drawn, but my weap-
on was aimed straight at his head.
What the HE'LL" he sputtered.
Never mindl Do as say first, and
then ask questions-take it by the
barrel; now slide it across to me-"
My eyes glanced aside at the face
of the other, who was looking up.
scarcely comprehending even yet what
had occurred, and recognized Colonel
Pickney. So / had blindly strayed
into headquarters! Raymond gasped
like fish out of water, and the fiorid
features of the colonel expressed
chagrin too deep for words. thought
he would explode. he sputtered so be-
fore he could give vocal utterance to
his discovery.
"By c., it's that d-n spy!"
What" and the lieutenant took a
step forward, only to shrink back as
my revolver came to a level.
ANY noise either of you make will
be the last sound you'll utter in this
world. Lieutenant Raymond, l will
trouble you to step around back of the
desk-no, the other way; l advise you
up in your chair, and put your hands
behind you in through the openings
in the chair back. Oh, yes you will
Don't be fool, man! What is this
hair trigger"
l never saw anyone more thoroughly
angry; he would have killed me with |
,he utmost pleasure, and, indeed. for |
q instant, / expected him to actually |
rake the attempt. But my eyes |
cared into his, and the man was not |
inane. Slowly, reluctantly, as though |
atually forced into the action, his
ans were thrust backward into a DOS
tue of helplessness. His lips sput-
teSd, but he could not even swear.
Vow, Raymond, take that belt and
bin him." I commanded sternly. go
to and be quick. Remember | have
On in each hand. That's it--now
cato the buckle"
Pkney choked with rage to which
he dfe not give vent, and the hands
OF tbelieutenant shook as though from
chill. His face was SO white | began
to th1k the fellow had a streak OF
cowaIlce in him, but his very fear
might I've him recklessness. | showed
the mAle of revolver against his
coat.
'Nowthis other around his legs;
strap hs tight to the chair. Very
good. ineed; you are learning your
trade"
testeAhe taut leather with one
hand.
That hold you, colonel. all but
your mouN and / hope you have
enough seq left to guard that your =
SELF Rayned." and my glance swept :
the walls Qhe room hastily, 81 re- h
greet troubliAy0u so much; it is like G
adding insu injury-but would you 4
reach me overalls hanging on v
the hook bd1d you? Thank you: :,
now turn thanhair, SO the back will 7
be this way, d-sit down"
He knew | meant. and there =
was an ugly x in his eyes, but | :,
gave MIN no II for action. | gripped
him by the Allar. twisting my q
knuckles into throat and thrust q
MIN down intoD chair seat with q
violence which ksed the fellow to q,
gasp for breath. 4
You move VI | speak," / said =
threateningly. Is no boys play. :,
Now put your bal back--oh. farther n
Man that; cross { over each other u,
os0A - ysu feel STEEL | do ~