Chester and Uncle John wheeled about and lent a hand in subduing the Austrian. Three against one, it was easy work, and after a short struggle Robard lay panting on the floor. Hal drew his own revolver and covered him.
"One move and you are a dead man," he said quietly.
Robard glared up at him angrily. Chester smiled at him pleasantly.
"You see I am smarter than you gave me credit for," he said.
The Austrian made no response.
"He keeps the paper in his pocket, Hal," said Chester.
"So I heard him say," replied Hal.
He bent over the Austrian and thrust a hand into his pocket. He pulled forth a batch of papers, and walking over to the window, ran through them hurriedly.
"Find it?" asked Chester, walking over to him.
Hal extended a paper.