“Not the slightest. Come! Follow me, and I shall show you where you will make your home.”
The bandit chief arose from his chair and led the way into another compartment. Hal, Chester and Alexis followed him. This room was also fitted up comfortably, though not as pretentiously as the bandit’s office. There were several beds in the room.
“You may make yourselves comfortable here,” said Brunnoi. “The door will be always locked, but that need not interfere with your comfort.”
He bowed and left the room, and the three prisoners heard the key turn in the lock behind him.
“It looks to me as though we are in a bad way this time, all right,” said Chester, when they were left alone.
“A bad way is no name for it,” replied Hal; “but tell me, Chester, did you notice anything familiar about Brunnoi?”
Chester clapped his hands together.
“By Jove!” he exclaimed. “Now that you mention it, it seems to me I have seen him some place before. But I can’t place him.”
“Nor I; but I am positive this is not the first time we have met. It is his voice that puzzles me.”
In vain the boys racked their brains. Alexis was called into consultation. He also had been impressed by Brunnoi’s likeness to some one he had seen before; but he was unable to throw any light upon the resemblance.