"How are you today?" asked the owner of the cabin, genially.
"Just fine!" replied Linda, gayly. "Thanks to your hospitality!"
"Meet Sergeant Bradshaw," said the man rather brusquely, as he and his companion stepped inside and closed the door. "Your names——?"
"Linda Carlton and Louise Haydock," replied the former.
"Well, Sergeant," explained their host, turning to the other man, "these are the young ladies.... But, as I told you, they've lost their plane now, so they'll probably tell you they are ready to reform."
"Reform?" repeated Louise, thinking that the man was teasing them. But he was not smiling; and his companion was regarding them with a most scornful expression.
"They'll reform all right," sneered the latter. "Under lock and key!"
For the first time a shiver of fear crept over Linda. Was their rescuer bad, after all? Did he mean to kidnap her and her chum?
"What do you mean?" demanded Louise, in a tone of challenge.
"What I say!" thundered the sergeant, displaying his badge. "I arrest you two young ladies as smugglers! I am going to take you both to jail!"