t!"

"That makes four of you!" said Young Wild West coolly gazing at the
villains. "Where do you think you are coming out in this game?"

CHAPTER XI.

WHAT HOP WAH DID.

Though he had been told to remain with Wing and watch the camp, Hop grew
so restless after our friends had been gone about half an hour that he
decided to follow them and see if he could not assist in hunting down
the outlaws.

He had heard enough of the conversation to make him understand just how
the hidden cave was located, and he relied on his sleight-of-hand work
to help him.

If there was anything that the Chinaman liked it was to do something
that met with the approval of Young Wild West.

After he had once got it into his head that he wanted to go Hop grew
very restless.

Finally he turned to the cook and said:

"Me go takee lillee walk thlough um pass, so be, my blother."

"Misler Wild say you, allee samee stay here, so be," was the reply.

"Lat allee light. But me 'flaid Misler Wild allee samee git tee in um
tlouble; me wantee helpee out."

Wing did not care if he did go, for he thought he was perfectly able to
take care of the camp.

So when Hop said he thought Wild might be in trouble he nodded and
retorted:

"Allee light; my blother go if he wantee to. Me allee samee stay here,
likee Misler Wild say."

"Lat light, my blother. You velly muchee goodee Chinee; but you no
understand, likee me; me allee samee velly muchee smartee, allee samee
my uncle in China."

"Um uncle in China allee samee dead; git tee head cuttee off for stealee
pig!"

"Sh!" said Hop, holding up his hand. "My blother mustee not lettee
Misler Charlie knowee lat."

"Me no care, so be. You allee samee foolee."

Wing acted as though he was disgusted, but a sorrowful look from his
brother soon brought him around.

"Me no tellee Misler Charlie," he said.

"Allee light. Now me go to um saloon and git tee lillee dlop of
tanglefoot; len me go and havee lillee look alound up Forbiddee Passee,
so be."

Hop was not long in getting ready.

Without another word he set out for the saloon.

The miners were all at work by this time, so there was no one there but
Hoker and the man he had to help him.

They were both busy cleaning up the place when the Chinaman entered, but
they greeted him cordially.

"Where's Young Wild West?" asked Hoker, though he well knew that he had
started out to go through Forbidden Pass.

"He takee lillee tlip to huntee uppe