"
"You bet!" whispered Chick. "Trust me to do it, too!"
"Here we are, sirs," cried Dalton, as he pulled up at the gate of the
gravel walk. "You can go right in, while I wait to look after my
horses."
Chick--as Pandu Singe--pretended to give Nick a brief command, and Nick
alone sprang out upon the sidewalk.
"Wait here, driver," said he, curtly. "I will return for Pandu Singe in
a few minutes."
Dalton instantly became suspicious.
"What's that for?" he abruptly demanded. "Why doesn't his nibs go in
with you now?"
"It is for me to obey the great Pandu Singe, not question his commands,"
replied Nick, with an air of offended dignity. "I shall return for him
when I have followed his instructions."
"Hold on a bit! I want to know--"
But Nick had already turned, and was striding up the long gravel walk
leading to the front door of the house.
Dalton then swung round and began to address Chick, who quickly
signified that he could not understand; whereupon the puzzled scoundrel
remained doubtfully on the box, growling under his breath, and quite at
a loss just what he should do.
Chick was now counting the seconds and minutes, until he should arrive
at ten.
Venner, who was waiting with the gang in the house, heard Nick's step on
the wooden veranda, and he hastened to admit him.
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