"Don't move until we get to you, or you are a dead man," shouted
Kennedy, pulling an automatic as he ran. "Are you hurt?"
There was no answer, but, as we approached, the man moved, ever so little, through curiosity to see his pursuers.
Searchlight shot forward. Again the whistle sounded and she dropped back. We bent over to seize him, as Kennedy secured the dog.
"She's a devil," ground out the prone figure on the grass.
"Lockwood!" exclaimed Kennedy.
XXV
THE GOLD OF THE GODS
"What are you doing here?" demanded Craig, astonished.
"I couldn't wait for you to get back. I thought I'd do a little detective work on my own account. I kept getting further and further away, knew you'd find me, anyhow. But I didn't think you'd have a brute like that," he added, binding up his hand ruefully. "Is there any trace of Inez?"
"Not yet. Why did you pick out this house?" asked Kennedy, still suspicious.