“And who told you this gold was not mine?” asked Mr. Brill.
With a motion the police officer indicated Noddy Nixon.
“I thought so,” murmured Jerry. “Well, we’ll fight this thing out to the end now. I see his game!”
[CHAPTER XXX]
A FLIGHT BY NIGHT
“Young man,” said the chief of the mounted officers, “I heard what you said, and I want to warn you to be careful.” His tone was firm, but respectful, and Jerry, looking at the group of those surrounding the crippled airship, saw a grin of malicious delight on the face of Noddy Nixon.
“We are going to stand up for our rights,” said the tall lad.
“I can’t blame you for that,” went on the officer. “But don’t talk of fighting. We are in authority here. I might add that under the circumstances, and in view of the information given to us, we could only act as we did and halt you.”
“Do you know the whole story?” asked Jerry.