“And I am glad, too!” exclaimed Jessie.
“Are either of you hurt?” questioned Dunston Porter quickly.
“No, not in the least,” answered the daughter of the jewelry manufacturer. “But we have been horribly frightened.”
“You didn’t pay the gypsies or Jasniff any reward, did you?” questioned Dave quickly.
“No, Dave; although we might have done so if we hadn’t got the word that you sent by telephone.”
As far as our friends went, it was a happy little party that gathered in the bungalow a short while after. The girls were inclined to be somewhat hysterical, and the young men and Dunston Porter did all they could to quiet them.
“As soon as I discovered your automobile in the bushes I knew that you must be somewhere in this vicinity,” explained Dunston Porter. “We had come in to Frytown from Crandall less than an hour before.”
“But how did you get to Crandall so quickly?” questioned Roger.
“As soon as I got word from Dave I set the wires to working, and through the authorities had the Boston Express stop both at Crumville and Crandall, so that brought us up here in no time.”
“Did you see that fellow we had tied to the tree?” questioned Dave.