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They are in with Abe and they queered us put a crimp in the hull game. Now they say Abe ain't here. Wot are we going to do, tell me that now, what are we goin' to do?" "Them fellers!" exclaimed Larry Jaley, catching sight of the boys. "I remember 'em. Say, maybe they heard us talkin'!" "Sure they must have," mumbled Sol Blugg. "Do you know these men?" asked Mrs. Carmody.
"No, what?" demanded the other man. "He says as how he is almost sure Abe Blower put this crimp in our land deal," responded the man called Blugg. "Abe Blower!" exclaimed the other. "Say, maybe thet's right. Blower ain't got no use fer our crowd. Well, if he did it, he better look out!"
"Maybe it's the Sol Blugg crowd," said Dave. "Yes, and maybe Merwell and Haskers are with them," added Phil. The wind had begun to blow strongly and the sun went down in a heavy mass of angry-looking clouds. "Up against a storm, I reckon," said Tom Dillon, after a careful survey of the sky. "Yes, an' when she comes like as not she'll be a rip-snorter," returned Abe Blower.
By the way, I wonder how they fared in the landslide?" the old miner continued. "Three of them, Merwell, Haskers, and Blugg, were below me," answered Dave. "They were over yonder," and he pointed with his hand. "Wot! Down on thet ledge?" cried Abe Blower. "Yes." "Humph! Then I reckon it's all up with 'em," went on the old miner. "What do you mean?" asked Roger.
"I'm a-comin' in, and you sha'n't stop me!" He made a sudden grab and caught Mrs. Carmody by the arm. But as he did this, Dave leaped into the little hallway and shoved him back. "Let go of this lady!" he said, sternly. "Let go, or I'll knock you down!" Surprised and bewildered, Sol Blugg dropped his hold on Mrs. Carmody's arm and glared uncertainly at our hero. "Who who are you?" he faltered.
She did not like the appearance of the visitor. "When will he be home?" went on the man, and tried to force his way into the house. "I don't know. You can't come in here, Sol Blugg!" And Mrs. Carmody tried to shut the door in the man's face. "I am a-comin' in," stormed the newcomer.
In this crowd one fellow in particular, a tall, thin, leathery individual, called by the others Sol Blugg, seemed to be a leading spirit. About half an hour had passed, and the conductor had just gone through collecting tickets, when the man called Blugg pushed up alongside another man who sat on the arm of a rear seat. "Say, do you know what Staver jest told me?" he exclaimed.
"The two crowds must be in with each other, otherwise wot was them young fellers as is now with Dillon doin' at Abe's house?" "We'll find out their game, sooner or later," muttered Sol Blugg. "We'll keep on their trail but we mustn't let 'em see us, or they'll take to some side-trail and put us in blind."
"What is it?" questioned Roger, rousing up, followed by Phil. "Those men!" murmured Dave. "Look, fellows!" The others came to his side and looked out of the window. Just emerging from the alleyway were three men on horseback, all equipped for camping out. The three men were Blugg, Jaley, and Staver. "Well, I declare! What are those fellows doing here?" cried the senator's son.
We stepped behind the rocks to find out what sort of men you were. And I guess you are just our kind," added Merwell, with a sickly grin. "How so?" demanded Sol Blugg, sharply. "No game, now." "I'll give it to you straight," answered Link Merwell. "Can I put down my hands? It's not comfortable to talk with them up in the air." "All right, and fire away," answered the leader of the men.
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