"A spy, as I thought," cried Samuels. "Hardwick! Allen!"
The two called, rushed out, and Hal was surrounded.
"A spy, is he?" cried Allen. "Who can——"
"That beard is false!" exclaimed Hardwick, tearing it as well as the mustache from our hero's face. "Hal Carson! Boys, lock the front door! If he escapes, we shall be ruined!"
CHAPTER XXVIII.
HAL IS EXPOSED.
The moment that Hardwick made his announcement, Parsons sprang to the front door and locked it.
"Carson!" muttered Allen. "Hardwick, you were right, he is nothing more nor less than a spy."
When Tommy Macklin saw the face of Hal he grew pale as death.