"That be hanged!" cried Captain Joaquin. "You are talking to gain time, that is all. Come on, boys!"
"Do you want this boulder rolled down upon you?" cried Dick.
It was useless for him to pretend that he was armed, when he was not armed. A shot would have been the only proof of that.
"Ha! ha!" laughed the captain. "Four men like you could not roll that boulder out of the cavity in which it lies. I tell you we have got you, and you can't escape us."
There was not a doubt of it.
It was all true, what was said of the boulder. It weighed a ton if it weighed a pound.
The reason that one man was enabled to move it at all was because it was partly balanced in the little basin in which it rested, and could be tilted to another bearing in one direction.
"Hold!"
Dick's voice rang out again, more forceful than at first.
Again his foes stopped, for they were in no position to disregard such a command from a desperate man.