"Of course," exclaimed Chet. "If you can capture Saul Mangle, do so. We believe he has seven hundred dollars belonging to us."
"So Allen told me."
The boys took charge of the negro, and mounting one of the horses Caleb Dottery rode out of the inclosure. He took the lantern with him, thus leaving those behind in darkness.
"Strike a light, Chet, and see if you can't find another lantern in the barn," said Paul. "I'll watch Jones so he don't get away."
"Dis am werry hard on a poah man," moaned the negro. He was fearfully frightened, for he knew full well how stern was the justice usually meted out to horse thieves in that section of the country.
"You ought to have thought of that before you started in this business," replied Paul.
"It was Mangle coaxed me into de work, sah. He said as how he had a right to de hosses."
"Indeed! I suppose he said he had a right to our horses, too," went on the youth, with a sarcasm that was entirely lost on the prisoner.
"Yes, sah."
"In that case you will have to suffer for your simpleness," was Paul's short response. He did not believe the colored man.
