them arrange together to kill Luke the Hermit so that they should get all the gold and he have none."
At this point the judge asked, "Where is the witness Mendoza? Constable, see that he does not leave the court."
But the wicked little man with the watery eyes had already sneaked out when no one was looking and he was never seen in Puddleby again.
"Then," Bob's statement went on, "I went to my master and tried very hard to make him understand that his partners were dangerous men. But it was no use. He did not understand dog language. So I did the next best thing: I never let him out of my sight but stayed with him every moment of the day and night.
"Now the hole that they had made was so deep that to get down and up it you had to go in a big bucket tied on the end of a rope; and the three men used to haul one another up and let one another down the mine in this way. That was how the gold was brought up too—in the bucket. Well, about seven o'clock in the evening my master was standing at the top of the mine, hauling up Bluebeard Bill who was in the bucket. Just as he had got Bill halfway up I saw Mendoza come out of the hut where we all lived. Mendoza thought that Bill was away buying groceries. But he wasn't: he was in the bucket, And when Mendoza saw Luke hauling and straining on the rope he thought he was pulling up a bucket-
