"Yes. I doan know how de t'ing was done, but he got yo' uncle ter leave de city an' now he's tryin ter make him gib up de secret ob a mine, or sumfin like dat."
"Gracious!" burst from Chet's lips. "That explains it all. Uncle Barnaby must be in Captain Grady's power."
"And by getting us out of the ranch he thought to make us leave the neighborhood," added Paul. "Do you know," he went on, "I believe he is at the head of a band who wish to obtain entire control of this section."
"I don t doubt it, Paul," Chet turned to the prisoner. "Where is our uncle now?"
"Dat I can't say."
"Captain Grady must know."
"Suah he does."
"Then we'll make him tell, never fear," Chet began to walk up and down. "I wish Mr. Dottery would come back."
"I hear somebody down the road," said Paul as he walked to the door. "It must be the two coming back now."
Paul was right. There was a clatter beyond in the dark, and a moment later Caleb Dottery appeared, followed by Jack Blowfen.
