"Then it must be about June Arlington? What did they say?"
"Mebbe Bill him know where she is."
"What?" cried Merry, clutching the redskin by the arm. "Is that possible?"
"Reckon um heap so."
"Then there is a double reason why I should get my hands on Cimarron Bill!"
"Mebbe Joe he no hear right; no could ketch all men whisper. He think gal she be took to Sunk Hole."
Frank reeled, his face going white.
"Merciful Heaven!" he gasped. "June Arlington, innocent little June! in that dreadful place? Come,[Pg 281] fellows, we must go! June Arlington there? The thought is horrifying! If that is true, Cimarron Bill may go free until I can do my best to get June out of that sink of wickedness! Come, fellows—come!"
"We are ready!" they cried, in response.