[CHAPTER XI]
NODDY IN ADVANCE
There was a moment’s pause, during which all the actors in the little rural comedy looked at each other. And, as for the professor and the constable, they did more than look, for the scientist still had a firm hold of the other’s coat, and the man was pulling desperately to get away.
“Are ye there, Sim an’ Jake?” gasped the constable.
“Thet’s what we be!” cried the taller of the farmers, evidently Sim, as he advanced with ready pitchfork.
“Me too,” put in Jake. “What’s up, Enberry? Have them highwaymen attacked ye?”
“Attacked me? I should say they had!” cried the constable. “That’s why I whistled for help. Jab ’em!”
“Hold on!” cried Jerry, fearing the professor might get hurt. “Come on, boys,” he urged Ned and Bob. “We’ve got to take a hand in this!”
“But what in the world does it all mean?” asked Ned.