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"Can I get to my uncle from here? Where is he?"
"About five miles from here. Yes, we can get to him if we want to."
p.a.w.nee Brown mused for a moment. "I'll risk it," he said, half aloud.
"They can't arrest me for coming to expose a criminal, and I have the facts right here in my pocket."
A moment later he was riding the horse Yellow Elk had stolen, while Nellie was seated upon Bonnie Bird. In this manner they struck out for the agency, called by the soldiers a fort.
About three miles had been covered, when suddenly there came a shout from a thicket to one side of them.
"The cavalry!" gasped Nellie. "What shall we do?"
"Take it coolly, Nellie. I have a winning card this trip," smiled the great scout.
A few seconds later half a dozen fine looking men rode forward, a well-known official of the Indian Territory at their head.
"p.a.w.nee Brown!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed the official, on recognizing the scout. "It would seem we had made quite a capture. What are you doing with Sergeant Morris' horse?"
"Is this the animal?"
"It is.
"I found him in the possession of a runaway Indian, Yellow Elk. If he is your property you are welcome to him," and p.a.w.nee Brown leaped to the ground.
"Humph! That is all right, but what are you doing here? Don't you know you are on forbidden ground?"
The scout's coolness was a great surprise to the official.
"I would be--under ordinary circ.u.mstances, sir. But just now I am on a mission to the agency: a mission I am convinced you will not attempt to hinder."
"What is it?"
"I wish to expose a great criminal, a man who is now in the active service of the United States, although he ought to be in prison or on the gallows."
The official was much surprised.
"I would like to know some of the particulars, p.a.w.nee."
"Are you bound for the agency?"
"Yes."
"Then we will go together, and you can see what takes place. It will probably be well worth your while."
"This is no trick--I know you are itching to get into Oklahoma."
"I will give you my word of honor, sir. I have received word from Washington, and I feel certain that ere long this whole matter will be settled to our mutual satisfaction. In the meantime, booming can wait,"
and p.a.w.nee Brown smiled in a quiet way.
A few words more followed, and Nellie was introduced. Then the whole party set off on a gallop for the agency, where was to be enacted the last scene in this little drama of the southwest.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
CLEARING UP A MYSTERY--CONCLUSION.
As Vorlange uttered his dire threat into d.i.c.k's ear, the boy turned pale and staggered against the wall of his prison.
"Wot's that yer sayin'?" demanded Jack Rasco, who plainly saw the changed look upon his companion's features.
"It is none of your business, Rasco," muttered the spy. "I told the boy; that's enough."
d.i.c.k breathed hard. Part of that mystery of the past was out at last.
His father was accused of murder--Vorlange held the evidence against him. Like a flash came back to him several things he had almost forgotten. He remembered how on more than one occasion his father had sent money to the West after a letter had come which had upset him greatly. That must have been hush money, to keep this rascal quiet.
"I--I--do not believe you!" he cried in a faint tone. "My father is as upright as any gentleman in the land."
"Is he?" sneered Vorlange. "All right, if you think so, just drive me to the wall and see."
"Where was this crime committed?"
"In Creede, Colorado--at the time the camp was started."
"Who was killed?"
"A miner named Rickwell. He was once a partner of a man named Burch, of whom you have no doubt heard ere this."
"Yes, Burch left us the property you know all about, since you stole the deeds to it. Louis Vorlange, you are playing a deep part but you cannot make me swallow your statements about my father."
"Do you want me to expose him?"
"We'll see about that later. Rasco and I will certainly try to show you up for what you really are."
"Very well," bl.u.s.tered Vorlange. "Your father is a murderer, and he shall swing for it--unless you keep your mouth shut. I----"
Footsteps outside of the prison interrupted Louis Vorlange. An instant later p.a.w.nee Brown and half a dozen others stepped inside of the apartment.
"p.a.w.nee Brown!" cried d.i.c.k and Rasco together.
"Are you a prisoner, too?" continued the boy.
"Hardly," smiled the great scout. Then he noticed Vorlange. "Just the men we are after."
"Me?" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed the spy.
"Yes, you."