“Where is Andy?” asked the young major, anxiously.
“Gone for a horse and wagon,” answered Dale. “It is simply out of the question to carry all this stuff by hand.”
“But the risk!” cried Pepper. “I’m going to see how he is making out.”
He ran for the stable and saw Andy bringing forward one of the horses. A spring wagon stood near by, under a shed, and Pepper ran it forward, and helped his chum to hitch up the horse.
“Listen, somebody is coming!” said Pepper, presently, and a moment later they heard Peleg Snuggers calling from his room over the horse stable.
“Who’s down there? What ye doin’?” bawled the man. And then he appeared at a window in his nightdress.
“Stop your noise, Snuggers!” ordered Pepper. “If you don’t they may find a dead man around here in the morning.”
“Land sakes alive! Don’t shoot me!” spluttered the man of all work, and dropped out of sight in a hurry.
“Don’t you say a word and you won’t be touched,” went on The Imp. “If you open your mouth there will be trouble, and lots of it, Peleg!”
“I ain’t sayin’ nary a word!” answered the man, in a voice filled with terror. The doings of the day had filled him with apprehension.