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For the golden images are historical relics all right," added Tom in a lower voice. The Mexicans made no objections to continuing on after supper, once they learned of the double pay, and a little later they went into camp. A turn of the trial hid the Fogers from sight, but Tom and his friends had no doubt but what they were still following.
"Looks like something coming this way," observed the young inventor. "Natives, I guess." "It is," agreed Ned, "quite a large party, too!" "Better tell Abe and the others," went on Tom. "I don't like the looks of this. Maybe the sudden disappearance of the Fogers has something to do with it." Abe, Mr. Damon and Mr. Parker hurried from the ice cave. They had caught up their guns as they ran out.
At any rate I think some of them knew the secret of raising the door." And later Tom learned in a roundabout way from the Fogers that this was so. The father and son had after much hardship joined forces with Delazes and he, by a promise of the heads of the party of our friends, and much tobacco, had gained the head-hunters as allies.
"So would I," added Ned. "Perhaps we can find another pocket of gold better than that one," suggested Mr. Damon. "We might," admitted Abe, "but that one was ours an' we're entitled to it. This valley is rich in gold deposits, but you can't allers put your hand on 'em. We may have t' hunt around for a week until we strike another. An', meanwhile, them Fogers will be takin' our gold!
"I'm sorry we gave you so much trouble on a false clew," said Tom, as he and Ned left the Foger premises with Mr. Whitford, the other deputies following. "That's all right, Tom. We have to follow many false clews. I'm much obliged to you. Either we were on the wrong track, or the Fogers are more clever than I gave them credit for. But I am not done yet. I have something to propose to you.
I can't understand it. They must be either criminals, afraid of being seen, or they ARE the Fogers, and they know we're on to their game." "It looks as if it might be one or the other, Tom. But if they are criminals we don't have to worry about 'em. They don't concern us." "No, that's right. Split mackerel! Look at that fellow jump.
Then another thought came to Tom. "If it was the map he was after," he whispered to himself, "he must know what it's about Therefore the Fogers must have told him. I'll wager Andy or his father put this man up to steal the map. Andy's afraid he hasn't got a copy of the right one. This is getting more and more mysterious! We must be on our guard all the while.
The men who captured me took me for you, and, after the Fogers found out the mistake, they decided to keep me anyhow. Say, you've made a great haul." And so it proved, for in the airship was a quantity of valuable silks and laces, while on the persons of the smugglers, including Mr. Foger, were several packets of diamonds. These were taken possession of by Mr.
"Yes, pa." "I I guess they've got us fer th' time bein'," murmured Abe, as he motioned to Tom and the others to come away. "Besides they've got guns, an' we haven't but wait," added the miner, mysteriously. "I haven't played all my tricks yet." To state that Tom and his friends were angry at the trick the Fogers had played on them would be putting it mildly.
Before the RED CLOUD was out of sight Tom and his companions saw Andy and his father leave their wrecked craft and venture out on the snow-covered ground. The Fogers gazed enviously after the airship of our hero as they saw him still forging toward the goal. "I guess Andy's stolen map won't be of much use to him," mused Tom.
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