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"If that is Abe Blower's camp, and Merwell and Haskers are with him, I've got an idea." "What is that?" asked Roger. "Why not let Mr. Dillon go ahead alone, and find out what Merwell and Haskers have to say? We can sneak up in the darkness and show ourselves later." This was considered a good plan, and, after a short discussion, it was adopted.
One after another looked at the youth and then at the spot where Merwell and Haskers had been tied to the rocks. The ropes lay there, but the two former prisoners had vanished! "They cut the ropes! See, here is where it was done, on this jagged rock!" As Dave spoke he pointed to a sharp edge of stone. Beneath it were bits of rope, showing how the fetters had been sawed in twain.
Haskers," replied Dave, calmly. "If your business is perfectly legitimate " "Never mind about that!" interposed Job Haskers, hastily. He jammed the paper and his fountain pen in his pocket. "You can't make a fool of me! You have been following me up, and you mean to to do what you can to er get me into trouble." He backed towards the doorway. "What is your hurry, sir?" asked Mr.
"Was he alone?" asked Dave, with increasing interest, for he had not forgotten the trials and tribulations this former teacher of Oak Hall had caused him. "I don't know that, either there were so many people around him." "Maybe you were mistaken, Phil," said Roger. "Not much! I'd know Job Haskers out of a million." "I think we all would," murmured Dave. "Did he see you?" "I don't think he did.
"He said he thought not at least, not for the present." "Do you think those others will come here to-night?" asked Dave, as he came with a rope, followed by Phil with another rope. "We'll stand guard, lad, and see," answered Tom Dillon. Much against their will, Link Merwell and Job Haskers were bound, hands and feet. Then each was made fast to a rock not far from the campfire.
"Ho, look there! Hands up, or I'll fire!" he yelled, as he discovered those who had been in hiding. "Don't fire, I beg of you! We we are friends! Don't fire! Please put down that pistol, do!" It was Job Haskers who called out in this fashion, as he raised his hands high in the air. He was seized with a chill, and shook from head to foot.
I I didn't I say it was only done in fun?" "Fun? You won't think it's fun when I git through with you!" "I ahem! I think this whole matter can be settled amicably," put in Job Haskers, with an effort. "I am satisfied now that we made a er a mistake. But, as Merwell states, it was all done in a er a spirit of fun."
He pointed to one corner of the reading-room, where two persons sat on a leather couch, one with a newspaper in his hand. "Why, it's Link Merwell!" gasped Phil. "Merwell as sure as you're born!" "How did that rascal get here?" murmured Roger. "Who is it?" asked Bert, curiously. "That fellow who is on the couch with Haskers," whispered Dave.
"I wonder if Haskers is with him?" mused Roger. "I shouldn't wonder. If the mine is found, Link can't claim it, for he would be arrested on sight. But he could let Haskers claim it, and then turn it over to somebody else and thus mix it up, so that you would be out of it," answered Dave. "What do you think I had best do next?" asked the senator's son.
"Good!" murmured Dave. "Then Merwell and Haskers will be sold outside of getting your clothing." The porter was closely questioned, but could give no very good description of the man who had presented the order for the suit-case. "I was busy waitin' on an old lady wot was sick," he explained. "I jess read that order and got the suit-case, and he went off in a hurry.
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