Whisky Jim slept outside in another building.
[CHAPTER XIV.]
MYSTERIOUS PABLO.
The following morning, while Frank and his friends were at breakfast, there came the sounds of a struggle outside the cabin, followed by a knock on the door.
Merry drew a revolver and laid it in his lap.
"Come in," he called.
The door was flung open, and Tracy entered, dragging by the collar a small Mexican lad, who held back and betrayed every evidence of terror.
"Found him skulking about, Mr. Merriwell," said the foreman. "Don't know whar he come from. Just brought him yere fer you to deal with."