sheriff. "It's right around the corner. I was just going home."
The county official got into the car and the other men followed on foot, anxious to see what was going on. In less than a minute they reached the sheriff's office and several lamps were lit and the chauffeur was brought in.
It took quite some time for Dick and Sam to make themselves clear and get Sheriff Fells to move. The driver of the big touring car was questioned, and then placed in charge of the keeper of the lock-up.
"Maybe you'll get off easy, if you turn state's evidence," said one of the men present. "You'd better do it, too, for this is a serious case."
"I'm willing to tell all I know," growled the prisoner. "I was led into this before I knew what was going on."
"We're going to use the car to round up the others," added Dick.
"Go ahead, I don't care. It don't belong to me anyway—I hired it from my boss."
"Then we'll settle with your boss," said Sam.
One of the men present was a constable and another a special policeman, and both said they would go along with the sheriff and the boys. The posse went well armed, for Dick had warned
