"
"Ask him."
Randolph Rover put the question to Captain Villaire. The
Frenchman scowled deeply and shrugged his shoulders. "I had my
reason," he said briefly. "Will you come with me?"
Before Randolph Rover could answer there came a shout from behind
several trees.
"Look out fo' yourselves!" came in Aleck's voice. "Dis am a
trap!"
"A trap!" repeated Dick, when of a sudden a half dozen men rushed
at him and Randolph Rover and surrounded the pair. In a twinkle,
before either could use his pistol, he was hurled flat and made a
prisoner.
"Bind them, men," ordered Villaire sternly. "And bind them well,
so that escape is impossible."
"Run for the house, Aleck!" yelled, out Dick, before those on top
of him could choke him off. "Save Tom and Sam!
"I will!" came from the faithful black. And off he sped at top
speed, with three or four of Captain Villaire's party after him.
Cujo also went to the house, bewildered by what was going on and
hardly knowing how to turn.
Randolph Rover fought desperately and so did Dick. But the two
were no match for the six men who had attacked them, and ere they
knew it the Rovers were close prisoners, with their hands bound
behind them and each with a dirty gag of grass stuffed in his
mouth.
"Now march, or you will be shot," came in bad English from one of
the Villaire party. And as there seemed nothing better to do they
marched, wondering why they had been attacked and where they were
to be taken.
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