"
"Well, stroll some other place, then. Git away from round here."
"We certainly will," flashed back Roy; "come on, Jimsy."
As there seemed nothing else to do Jimsy agreed. They turned away and
began retracing their steps, no wiser as to the whereabouts of the man
with the broken boot than they had been when they set out.
Just as they turned to go, however, another man came out of the woods
behind the man with the rifle. When he saw the boys he gave an abrupt
start.
"Where did those boys come from?" he demanded.
"I don't know. Said they was two kids out campin' and takin' a stroll."
"Taking a stroll, eh?" said the other ferociously; "they were taking a
stroll looking for that Wren."
"How do you know?"
"Because they are the same two kids who stole her from us just as we
were going to demand a ransom for her."
"That was before I joined the band. No wonder I didn't know them; if
I had----"
He scowled vindictively.
"Well, we can't let 'em get away. Here, give me that rifle," demanded
the newcomer.
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