"I do."
"Oh, Joe, do you think they met Will——" began Darry, and then stopped short.
"Yes, your brother is waiting to meet you," said Fetter, addressing Joe.
"Then he is also a prisoner?"
"Yes."
Joe's heart sank within him.
"If old Benson was only here!" he muttered.
Still guarding the boys, the desperadoes took their guns and also a pistol the young captain had loaned his brother.
"Now get on your horses," commanded Gilroy. "And mind, if you try to play us foul both of you will get shot."
"Are you going to take us to Captain Moore?" asked Darry.