"Where—where am I?" he asked, in bewilderment.
"You're safe indoors," was the reply. "What was the matter. How came you to be bound?"
"I was trapped, and a man was carrying me off in a coach."
"What! A regular abduction, eh?"
"Yes, sir."
"What's the matter? Did the fellow want to get your money?"
"No. I know too much, and he, or rather the men who employ him, want to get me out of the way."
"Humph! They ought to be locked up! We don't want any such work as that around New York City."
"Where am I?" asked Hal, again.
"You are at the half-way house on the Jerome Avenue road."