What was to prevent Frank from slipping
down to the cave while the two were engaged, where he could release
Tom Bodine, surprise Morales and recapture the cave and the radio
plant?
The next moment a feeling of shame surged over him. If Von Arnheim
gained the upper hand, he would kill Stone without compunction.
Putting aside his first thought, Frank ran to where the two forms
still lay tightly locked on the ground, neither able to gain an
advantage.
He bent down, and the first thing his gaze encountered was an upflung
hand grasping a revolver, and another hand gripped about the wrist of
the first and preventing use of the weapon. He surmised it was Von
Arnheim who held the weapon, and acted accordingly.
Grasping the German's hand, he pressed back the fingers so sharply a
cry of pain was wrung from Von Arnheim's lip. The revolver dropped to
the ground. Its owner, however, pluckily continued the fight. Frank
danced about, the captured weapon clubbed in his hand, ready to deal a
blow when possible. But so furious was the fight that he feared to
strike, lest he hit his friend.
Precious minutes were flying by. He was in an agony. Morales had to be
prevented from radioing the ranch, if Jack and Bob were to stand their
chance.
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