“Didn’t I just tell you? I’m guarding this plane. It belongs to two bank robbers, who escaped from the States and are hiding away in Newfoundland. Bud Hyslop has them cornered and wants to give them up and get the reward. That’s why we’re not supposed to talk or know anything about it. But Gee, Sally I just had to tell you. We’re friends.”
“But where is Bud Hyslop keeping these crooks?” asked Sally.
“It’s not likely that he’d give his secret away to me. He wants that reward. He’s not telling anybody.”
Sally drew near to the boy and after making sure that no one was around she said in a whisper, “Dan, there’s something crooked going on around here. I don’t believe those fellows that are hidden away are thieves, at all. I think they’ve been kidnapped.”
“Kidnapped! What makes you think that, Sally?” asked the boy.
“I heard my girls talking and that’s what they said,” replied Sally.
“Your girls? What do you mean by your girls?”
Sally laughed at the boy’s puzzled look. “You needn’t think, Dan, that you’re the only one to have aviator friends. I just wish you could see Terry and Prim. They are exactly like the pictures I’ve seen in the paper, all dressed up in smart flying suits. Terry’s is brown leather and Prim is all in white. They’re beautiful, Dan. And someday they are going to come and take me back to the States with them. Then I’ll try to find Uncle John.”
Dan’s face fell. “What are they doing up here? Why don’t they stay where they belong? Trying to coax you away? Don’t go, Sally. I don’t want you to go. Where are these girls?”
“Jim Heron is keeping them prisoners in the old house. They’re being guarded by Jim Heron and me.”