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Brandt then quietly crossed the road and gained his retreat
on the mountain-side.
"I must camp here now till the fellow dies, and I can prove it, or
until I can get another chance," was his conclusion as he rubbed
down and fed his horse.


CHAPTER IV
TAKEN ALIVE

After taking some refreshment himself, Brandt decided to go to the
thicket opposite the superintendent's house for a little
observation. He soon reached this outlook, and saw that something
unusual was occurring in the cottage. At last the door opened, and
Bute was assisted to his shanty by two men. They had scarcely
disappeared before Brandt darted across the road and knocked for
admittance.
"Great Scott! you here?" exclaimed Mr. Alford.
"Yes, and here I'm going to stay till I take my man," replied the
detective, with a laugh. "Don't be alarmed. I shall not remain in
your house, but in the neighborhood."
"You are trifling with your life, and, I may add, with mine."
"Not at all. Come up to your bedroom. First draw the curtains
close, and we'll compare notes.


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