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Never be found! The man who gave you the drugged drink shot the
half-breed to death this morning." "Then I hope it wasn't Pierre who sat
by the fire," Sandy declared. "We've come a long way after that Little
Brass God, and got into many a mix-up over it, so we've just got to take
it back to Chicago with us!" "Now look here," Will reasoned, "this
Antoine had some motive in putting us boys to sleep! We don't know what
that motive was, but I think I'm giving a pretty good guess when I say
that he wanted to prevent our interfering with the Little Brass God
until he had arranged to make anything we might do in that line
absolutely worthless." "That listens good to me, too," declared Sandy.
"The man wouldn't try to drug us unless he had some strong motive for
doing so!" "We're all together once more, anyhow!" Will observed, "and I
think we'd better stay together. I never did like this idea of one boy
sneaking away in the night and leaving the