The man looked at them curiously.
"Friend of yours?" he questioned.
"Friend!" exclaimed Bob. "He's a thief, and it's only luck that he isn't
a murderer. He blackjacked Mr. Harvey over at the radio station and got
away with a pile of money. Which way did he go?"
"Over in the direction of Allendale," replied the man, pointing out into
the darkness. "So he's a thief, is he? If I had known that I'd have
nabbed him. That explains why he was so excited. He offered me any money
for a car, but mine were all out at the time."
"I tell you what!" said Bob. "We've got to get that man and we can't
waste a minute. Suppose you go to the police station and tell them what
you know and have them call up the Allendale police and tell them to be
on the watch for a man that stutters."
"I'll do that, sure," replied the man, and immediately suited the action
to the word.
"Come along, Joe," cried Bob, and they both plunged into the darkness,
following the direction that the man had pointed out.
Cassey had had a fifteen-minute start, but the distance to Allendale was
nearly four miles, and the boys had no doubt that they would be able to
overcome that handicap, provided Cassey kept to one of the two roads by
which it was possible to reach the town. Those roads ran nearly parallel
for quite a distance, separated at places by a quarter of a mile and at
others by half a mile, but joining each other about half a mile before
Allendale was reached.
"Of course, we don't know just which road Cassey has taken, and if we
stick to either one we may make the wrong guess," said Bob. "So it will
be good dope for us to separate and each take one of the roads. If
either of us gets the skunk he can give our regular yodel call and the
other one can come hurrying to him across the fields. We'll never be
more than half a mile from each other."
Joe assented to this and took the road that ran almost parallel to but
at the left of the one that Bob was following.
The rain by this time had diminished somewhat in violence, but the roads
were muddy and progress for Bob was slow. It was so dark that it was
impossible to choose one's footing, and he had to splash along as best
he could.
On a night like that no one was abroad that was not compelled to be, and
the road was completely deserted. For the first mile there was nothing
to indicate that Bob was anywhere near his quarry. And he had almost
covered a second mile before he thought that he could hear footsteps
splashing along in front of him.
He quickened his pace, and the sound of steps ahead grew louder. But
that his own steps could also be heard by the fugitive was indicated by
the sudden cessation of the noise in front.
Had Cassey, if he were indeed the man in front, stopped? Was he hiding
until his pursuer had passed? Was he lying in wait to brain him as he
came along?
All these reflections passed through Bob's mind like a flash. And he too
stopped for a moment while he pondered his course of action.
For less than a minute he hesitated. Then he moved forward. Anything was
better than inaction. If his enemy was lying in wait for him and they
came to handgrips--well, that was what he was looking for. All he asked
was a chance to lay his hands on the villain who had assaulted and
narrowly escaped killing his friend. Boy as he was, he was as tall and
muscular as many a man, and he was willing to take his chance.
He had gone perhaps a hundred feet when nature came to his aid. There
was a terrific clap of thunder, and the lightning flash that followed
flooded all the landscape with light.
There at the side of the road, not ten feet from him, was Cassey, trying
to climb a fence. His intent was obvious--to steal off through the
fields while his pursuer was vainly hunting him along the road.
With a shout Bob leaped toward him. He covered the ground in two jumps,
caught Cassey by the coat, and yanked him back to the ground
With a savage snarl the rascal drew a blackjack and aimed a blow at
Bob's head that would certainly have knocked him out had it landed. But
with pantherlike swiftness Bob leaped aside, and as Cassey tried to
regain his balance, Bob's fist shot out with terrific force and caught
Cassey right on the point of the jaw. Cassey went down in the mud, and
in an instant Bob was on top of him and had wrenched the weapon from his
hand.
"Now, Cassey," Bob commanded, emphasizing his words by a tap with the
blackjack, "keep quiet or I'll give you a crack with this that will send
you to the land of dreams. Understand?"
That Cassey understood was shown by the fact that he instantly ceased to
struggle and lay limp beneath his captor, who sat astride of him.
Keeping the weapon ready for instant use and not taking his eyes from
his captive, Bob lifted up his voice in the yodel call that had been
agreed upon between him and Joe. The shrill call carried far, and Bob
had no doubt that it would be heard.
Knowing that force was of no avail, Cassey resorted to pleading.
"L-l-let me g-go," he begged. "I'll g-g-give you a th-th-thousand
dollars if you l-let me go."
"Keep still, you skunk," ordered Bob. "Do you think I'm a crook like
yourself?"
"I'll m-m-m-make it two th-th-thousand," stuttered Cassey.
"Not if you made it a hundred thousand," replied Bob. "I've got you,
Cassey, and you won't get off this time as easily as you did when you
tried to rob an orphan girl. It's you for jail, and you'll stay a good
long while where the dogs won't bite you."
At intervals Bob repeated his call in order to guide his friend, and in
a few minutes there was a crashing of the bushes and Joe stood at his
side, almost breathless with the haste he had made.
"What is it, Bob?" he asked, peering down on the prostrate form of
Cassey, on which Bob was still sitting.
"I have met the enemy and he is ours," answered Bob exultingly. "I'm
afraid he's a little out of breath from my sitting on him. So just slip
off your belt, Joe, and fasten his feet together and then I can get up
and stretch my legs."
It took but a minute for Joe to pinion Cassey's feet securely, and then
Bob got up. He told Joe briefly what had taken place.
"There's just one thing to do, Joe," Bob concluded. "You streak it for
town and bring a policeman and we'll turn this fellow over to him. In
the meantime I'll stand guard--Hello, what's that?"
There was a glare of light from the lamps of an automobile that was
coming from the direction of Ocean Point. The car had just turned a
curve in the road a hundred yards away and was bearing down upon them
rapidly.
Both boys leaped into the center of the road and waved their hands. The
driver of the car saw the boys and slowed down, and as the car came to a
stop Herb jumped down and ran toward them.
"We've got Cassey," shouted Bob.
"Glory hallelujah!" cried Herb. "I got this car and came after you, and
I've got a couple of policemen with me. Where is the rascal?"
They dragged Cassey to his feet and delivered him into the care of the
two officers, who had followed close on Herb's heels. They bundled him
into the car and the whole party drove rapidly back to town. There the
rascal was searched, and the whole amount of the theft was found stowed
away in his pockets. The money was taken in charge by the proper
officials to be delivered to Brandon Harvey in the morning, and Cassey
was dragged off to a cell. Then the boys left the station, with their
cheeks burning from the praise that was heaped on them by the
authorities for their quick-wittedness and bravery.
"Such a night!" exclaimed Bob, as the boys took their seats in the car
which they had retained to carry them over to the radio station.
"We'll never have such an exciting one again as long as we live,"
declared Joe emphatically.
But he was mistaken, as will be seen in the next volume of this series,
entitled: "The Radio Boys at the Sending Station; Or, Making Good in the
Wireless Room."
As the bridge was down they had to skirt the head of the inlet to reach
the radio station. There they found Mr. Harvey, still badly shaken by
the attack, but steadily getting better. His cousin, Frank Brandon, who
had been notified of the trouble, was with him and was attending to the
duties of the station.
Both men leaped to their feet as the boys entered. The sight of the
three happy faces told its own story.
"We got him!" cried Bob. "Nailed him on the road between here and
Allendale. And we've got back every cent of the money."
Infinite relief dawned in Brandon Harvey's eyes as he shook hands with
the boys and thanked them again and again.
"You've given me a new lease of life," he cried. "And now I've got some
good news for you in return. The _Horolusa_ is safe. The leak is patched
up, the _Falcon_ and _Esperanto_ are standing by, and the storm is
subsiding. In a day or two your folks will again be with you, safe and
sound at Ocean Point."
Then jubilee broke loose and the boys fairly danced about the room in
their relief and delight.
"How can we ever thank you enough!" cried Bob.
"Don't thank me," returned Harvey. "I did a little, but you did more.
For don't forget that it was your message that saved the ship."
THE END
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MOVING PICTURE BOYS' FIRST SHOWHOUSE
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THE BOYS OF COLUMBIA HIGH ON THE GRIDIRON
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THE BOYS OF COLUMBIA HIGH IN TRACK ATHLETICS
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motor cycles, motor boats, canoes, etc., and during their vacations go
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and prepare the skins for stuffing, how to manage a canoe, how to swim,
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THE OUTDOOR CHUMS ON THE LAKE
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THE OUTDOOR CHUMS ON A HOUSEBOAT
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THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS
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Having lost his voice, the father of the girls goes into the
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THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS AT OAK FARM
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Full of fun in the country, the haps and mishaps of taking film
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THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS SNOWBOUND
Or The Proof on the Film.
A tale of winter adventures in the wilderness, showing how the
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THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS UNDER THE PALMS
Or Lost in the Wilds of Florida.
How they went to the land of palms, played many parts in dramas
before the camera; were lost, and aided others who were also
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THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS AT ROCKY RANCH
Or Great Days Among the Cowboys.
All who have ever seen moving pictures of the great West will
want to know just how they are made. This volume gives every
detail
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THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS AT SEA
Or a Pictured Shipwreck that Became Real.
A thrilling account of the girls' experiences on the water,
THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS IN WAR PLAYS
Or The Sham Battles at Oak Farm.
The girls play important parts in big battle scenes and have
plenty
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THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT RAINBOW LAKE
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THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A MOTOR CAR
Or The Haunted Mansion of Shadow Valley.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A WINTER CAMP
Or Glorious Days on Skates and Ice Boats.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN FLORIDA
Or Wintering in the Sunny South.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT OCEAN VIEW
Or The Box that Was Found in the Sand.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS ON PINE ISLAND
Or A Cave and What it Contained.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN ARMY SERVICE
Or Doing Their Bit for Uncle Sam.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT THE HOSTESS HOUSE
Or Doing Their Best for the Soldiers.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT BLUFF POINT
Or A Wreck and A Rescue.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT WILD ROSE LODGE
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THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN THE SADDLE
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