That one was enough. Without a moan or a gasp, he fell over on the ground, stricken senseless!
CHAPTER XIV
THE CAPTIVE ON THE YACHT.
When Frank recovered consciousness he discovered that he was bound with stout cords and was being carried by two men. One of the men stumbled and swore. The other said:
“It’s not much farther to the boat.”
“This feller is heavy,” said the one who had stumbled. “An’ he’s ther blamedest fighter I ever saw. If I hadn’t cracked him on the head with a stun he’d done you up.”
“I slipped. That was the way he got the best of me.”
“Bah! He was more than a match for you.”
“He is a boy.”
“He’s wuss’n any man I ever tackled. He fit like a tiger.”