“You mean the lad who ran into the shed? I can’t say. I know Andy will be very much put out at his going there, but I don’t believe he’ll harm him. Now, will you give me your parole, or will I have to lock you up?”
Jack hesitated a moment.
“I haven’t any right to speak for my chums,” he said.
“Then take a few minutes to talk with them. We’ll leave you alone for five minutes, and you can give me your answer then.”
Sandy and his men withdrew a short distance, leaving the boys in a group by themselves.
“Well?” questioned Jack. “What shall we do?”
“I don’t see what we can do but give him our promise,” replied Sam. “It will be better to be by ourselves, and comparatively free, than to be locked up somewhere. Besides, we haven’t discovered the secret yet.”
“That’s so,” agreed Nat. “I want to see what’s in that shed.”
“And we may be better able to help Will, by being somewhat free,” added Bony. “I’m for giving our parole.”