“No, just knocked out temporarily,” Tinny answered. “But in spite of the fact that Noddy got away, I’m wondering whether we ought to have him arrested. Such a crime oughtn’t to go unpunished. After we get the mine to working I’m going to see the sheriff.”
“Noddy deserves all that can be given him,” said Jerry.
They were looking about for a good place to camp when they were suddenly startled by a sound as of a great blast. This was followed by a succession of rumbles.
“What’s that?” cried Ned, as he quieted his startled horse.
“Storm coming,” answered Tinny. “And a bad place for it, too.”
“Why?” asked Jerry.
“Because we’re on the west side of Thunder Mountain. You boys wanted to know why it had that name. Well, you’re going to find out, I reckon, and mighty soon, too! Come on—we’ve got to get to some kind of shelter before it breaks!”
As he spoke there came a vivid flash of lightning, followed by a terrific clap of thunder.