nails and a hammer, and commenced to nail the slats across the window.
"He's going to make a regular prison cell of the room!" whispered Tom. "Oh, if only I dared to run in and yank that ladder from under him!" he added, with grim humor.
"Hush, or they'll hear you," warned Dick. "I am glad to see this," he went on, in a low whisper. "It shows that they think they haven't been followed and are safe. Now to get to the nearest town, notify the authorities, and bag the bunch of them!"
"If we could only get some word to the girls," murmured Tom.
"Yes, Tom, that would be very nice. But we can't afford to take the chance. If some of those rascals get away, sooner or later they'll make more trouble for us."
"I know that."
"I think one of us might remain here on guard, while the others go to town for help."
"How are you going to get to town?"
"I've got a plan for that," and Dick smiled faintly. "I'll make our friend, the chauffeur, do us a good turn."
"What, will you go in that touring car?" cried Sam.
"Why not? It's a big, roomy car, and can
