CHAPTER XIV.
THE HYPNOTIST'S VICTIM.
"You and I will go and look for the Hindoos, Joe," said Matt, gettingout of the car. "Carl will stay here and take care of the automobile."
"Vat oof der Hindoos ged avay from you und come ad me?" queried Carl,in a panic. "I bed you dey vas sore ofer vat I dit."
"If they should happen to attack you," answered Matt, "run away fromthem. You used to know something about driving a car, Carl."
"All righdt," said Carl, with deep satisfaction. "I'll run avay fromsome drouples oof any come in my tirection. Look oudt for Ben Ali. Hehas a knife."
Matt and McGlory, after securing a few further directions from Carl,started into the woods on their way to the creek. They moved warily insingle file, Matt taking the lead.
As they made their way onward, they saw evidences of Carl's wild dashfor the road in the runabout, broken bushes and trees blazed at aboutthe height of a buggy axle.
"It's a wonder that runabout wasn't strung all the way from the creekto the road," murmured McGlory. "The Dutchman's luck has landed on himall in a bunch."
"Carl has a knack for blundering in the right direction," said Matt."But he has as much grit as you'll find in any lad of his size. Thinkhow he fooled that Ben Ali! Made the Hindoo believe he was hypnotized."
"And Carl had only the faintest notion what he was doing it for!"chuckled McGlory. "Say, pard, I'd like to have seen those Hindoos whenCarl woke up and used the whip on that horse of Burton's."
"Hist!" warned Matt, "we're close to the creek."
There were evidences in plenty that the bank of the creek had beenrecently occupied--broken bushes and an imprint of human feet in thedamp soil. As Matt and McGlory had supposed, however, there was no signof Haidee or the Hindoos in the vicinity.
"Here's where we're up a stump, pard," said McGlory. "I wonder if Icould pick up the trail and find which way the outfit went?"
"Try it," said Matt.
McGlory skirmished around for ten minutes.
"I reckon I've got it," he announced, at the end of that time. "UnlessI'm far wide of my trail, Matt, they went down the creek."
"Then that's the direction for us. Step off, Joe, and be lively."
Although the boys believed the Hindoos and Haidee must be far inadvance of them, yet they moved forward cautiously, being exceedinglycareful not to rustle the bushes as they passed or to step on any twigsthat would crackle under their feet.
As a matter of fact, they had not been five minutes on their way downthe creek before the cowboy whirled abruptly with a finger on his lips;then, motioning to Matt, he dropped to his knees.
Matt followed suit and crept alongside McGlory.
"We're in luck, too," whispered the cowboy. "They're right ahead of us,all three of them. Listen, and you can hear them talking."
Matt raised his head and listened intently. A faint sound of voices wasborne to his ears.
"Let's creep up on them, Joe," he suggested. "They're two against us,you know, and they'll make a pretty big handful, if they're armed."
"We know Ben Ali has a knife, but that is probably all the weaponsthey've got. If they had guns, then Carl would never have made hisgetaway."
Redoubling their caution, the boys crawled forward, screening theiradvance by keeping bunches of undergrowth in front of them as much asthey could.
The voices grew steadily louder, until it became manifest that thebrown men were jabbering in Hindustani.
Finally the boys arrived as close as they deemed it best to go, forthey had Ben Ali, Aurung Zeeb, and Haidee in plain view.
The three were in a little oak opening on the creek bank. Haidee wassitting on a log, and the other two were standing and talking rapidly.
A moment after the boys were able to see them and note what was goingon, the Hindoos stopping their talking. Aurung Zeeb drew off to oneside, and Ben Ali stepped in front of the girl.
"Haidee, _meetoowah_!" he called.
The girl lifted her head.
"You must go into de trance, _meetoowah_," said Ben Ali.
With a heart-breaking cry the girl flung herself on her knees in frontof him.
"No, no, Uncle Ben!" she wailed, "don't make me do things I can'tremember--things I don't want to do! What happened during the paradethis morning? And what happened while I was in the air with Motor Matt?You will not tell me and I do not know! Oh, Uncle Ben----"
"Haidee!"
The voice was clear and keen cut. There was something in the tones ofit that lifted the girl erect and uncomplaining, and held her as by amagnet with her eyes on the snaky, dancing orbs of Ben Ali.
The power of the Hindoo over the girl must have been tremendous.
The boys, shivering with horror, watched the Hindoo as he waved hisarms gracefully and made his sinuous passes. He was no more than aminute or two in effecting his work.
By swift degrees Haidee's face lost its expression and became as thoughgraven from stone; her eyes grew dull and her whole manner listless.
"Haidee, you sleep," came monotonously from Ben Ali, as his handsdropped. "You hear me, _meetoowah_? You understand?"
"Yes," answered the girl, in the clacking, parrot-like voice with whichthe boys were somewhat familiar.
"You are never to remember, _meetoowah_, what you do in de parade, orwhat you do on de flying machine," continued Ben Ali. "When you wake,you forget all that, and how I tell you to pull the lever when deparade reach de min'ral well, or pin de fireball as it smoulder to dewing of de machine. You forget all that, huh?"
"Yes."
"You are bright, lively girl, _meetoowah_" went on the Hindoo. "You aregay, happy, but you are under de power, yes, all de time. You go backto de show, and you tell them that Ben Ali and Aurung Zeeb ver' badmans and run away with Haidee, that you make de escape. Then you getfrom Boss Burton the money he owe and come to Linton Hotel in Lafayettesometime this night. You understand, _meetoowah_?"
"Yes."
"And you not let anybody know you come to Linton Hotel, _meetoowah_."
"No."
"And at all time when you wake you forget you was Margaret Manners, andyou remember all time when you wake that you only Haidee."
"Yes."
"Also, you try get back de box that b'long to you, de little lacqueredbox. Remember that, Haidee. Get de box if you can and bring it with demoney to Uncle Ben Ali at de Linton Hotel in Lafayette."
"Yes."
"And you all time forget when you wake dat you Margaret Manners,and----"
Something happened to the hypnotist, right then and there.
Unable to endure longer the scene transpiring under their eyes, theboys had crept forward until they were close to Ben Ali and Aurung Zeeb.
Matt, behind Ben Ali, arose suddenly and caught the Hindoo by theshoulders, flinging him down on his back and holding him there withboth hands about his throat.
McGlory, it had been planned, should make a simultaneous attack, in thesame manner, upon Aurung Zeeb; but that individual was keener-eyed thanhis companion. He saw McGlory just as the cowboy was about to spring.With a loud cry of warning, Aurung Zeeb broke away in a panic and fledinto the timber.
McGlory did not follow him. Ben Ali, choking and wriggling under thetense fingers of the king of the motor boys, had made a desperateeffort and drawn his knife. The cowboy had glimpsed the blade,shimmering in a gleam of sun, and had leaped forward and caught theHindoo's hand.
"We've got the scoundrel!" exulted McGlory. "I reckon this is the laststunt of this sort he'll ever lay hand to."
Ben Ali tried to speak. Matt saw the attempt and removed his rigidfingers from the prisoner's throat, slipping his hands down andgripping one of the man's arms.
"Hold his other arm, Joe," panted Matt. "I want to talk with him. I'vegot to talk with him. A great wrong has been done Haidee, and if it isrighted Ben Ali is the only one to do it."
McGlory was puzzled, but yielded immediate obedience.
"Look at the girl," he whispered,
as he laid both hands on theprisoner's other arm.
There was a look of sharp pain in Haidee's face. Her hands wereclutching her throat, and she was swaying where she stood.
"Haidee feel what you do to me," gurgled Ben Ali. "You hurt me, youhurt her. You do not understand de power."
"He's talkin' with two tongues!" declared McGlory.
"No," said Matt, "he tells the truth. As I told you, Joe, we'vegot to make use of the scoundrel for Haidee's benefit. Don't mindHaidee--she'll be all right by the time we are through with Ben Ali."