Chapter 13 THE PROMPTINGS OF CONSCIENCE

Brad Buckhart disappeared at once. When Dick reached his room he found Brad there, sitting like a wooden image and staring at the wall.

"Well, old man," said Dick pleasantly, "that was what I call a hot meeting."

The Texan did not stir. From his appearance, it did not seem that he was aware Dick had entered the room.

"In a trance, Brad?" a