Within the room the bear was now straining at his collar and growling
ferociously at the strangers. Giova crossed the room, scolding him
and at the same time attempting to assure him that the newcomers
were friends; but the wicked expression upon the beast's face gave no
indication that he would ever accept them as aught but enemies.
It was a breathless Willie who broke into his mother's kitchen wide eyed
and gasping from the effects of excitement and a long, hard run.
“Fer lan' sakes!” exclaimed Mrs. Case. “Whatever in the world ails you?”
“I got 'em; I got 'em!” cried Willie, dashing for the telephone.
“Fer lan' sakes! I should think you did hev 'em,” retorted his mother as
she trailed after him in the direction of the front hall. “'N' whatever
you got, you got 'em bad. Now you stop right where you air 'n' tell me
whatever you got. 'Taint likely it's measles, fer you've hed them three
times, 'n' whoopin' cough ain't 'them,' it's 'it,' 'n'--.” Mrs. Case
paused and gasped--horrified. “Fer lan' sakes, Willie Case, you come
right out o' this house this minute ef you got anything in your head.”
She made a grab for Willie's arm; but the boy dodged and reached the
telephone.
“Shucks!” he cried. “I ain't got nothin' in my head,” nor did either
sense the unconscious humor of the statement. “What I got is a gang o'
thieves an' murderers, an' I'm callin' up thet big city deetectiff to
come arter 'em.”
Mrs. Case sank into a chair, prostrated by the weight of her emotions,
while Willie took down the receiver after ringing the bell to attract
central. Finally he obtained his connection, which was with Jonas Prim's
bank where detective Burton was making his headquarters. Here he learned
that Burton had not returned; but finally gave his message reluctantly
to Jonas Prim after exacting a promise from that gentleman that he would
be personally responsible for the payment of the reward. What Willie
Case told Jonas Prim had the latter in a machine, with half a dozen
deputy sheriffs and speeding southward from Oakdale inside of ten
minutes.
A short distance out from town they met detective Burton with his two
prisoners. After a hurried consultation Dopey Charlie and The General
were unloaded and started on the remainder of their journey afoot under
guard of two of the deputies, while Burton's companions turned and
followed the other car, Burton taking a seat beside Prim.
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