"Who is it?" came another call.
"That rascal who escaped!"
"It can't be—he is in the vault."
"Come, see for yourself. Quick!"
Three men came rushing to the spot, and the rowboat was hauled close to the dock. The counterfeiters pounced upon Adam Adams, and by the time he had recovered his senses, he was again a close prisoner. Then Matlock Styles appeared.
"He is a wizard!" ejaculated the Englishman. "But he shall not get away again! I'll guard him myself—until Number Four finishes him!"
CHAPTER XXVII
TOM OSTRELLO'S STORY
On the following evening, at exactly seven o'clock, an old man came to the depot at Sidham and met the incoming train. He was rather feeble in his movements and hobbled rather than walked to meet a man who came in with a portfolio under his arm.
"Excuse me, but is this Mr. Granby?" he asked in a quavering voice.