“Take you to Bend Center.”
“What for?”
“You’ll see fast enough.”
In a moment Ford had the sloop afloat; and with the three of us on board he ran up the mainsail, steered out of the inlet, and down the lake.
“What have you done with the things you stole?” I asked, as I sat down to watch our prisoner.
“Didn’t steal anything,” replied Carney sullenly.
“So you expect to deny it?” I went on.
He would not answer, and I did not question him farther. I wished to examine the cuddy of the sloop, but could get no chance to do so, for Ford was busy sailing the craft, and I thought it would not be safe to leave Carney unwatched even for a moment.
It did not take us long to reach the wharf at the Point. Here a small crowd soon surrounded us; for the report of the robbery had made a good many men suspend work and keep a lookout for the robbers.