"You won't like that. It's pretty musty under-ground, and wet, too."
"I'd rather go there than do what you have done, Baxter," answered Dick.
"What have I done?"
"You have joined these law-breakers; you need not deny it."
"Humph!"
"You may think it smart, but some day you'll rue it."
"I don't think so. As it is, the law and I are not very good friends," and Dan Baxter laughed harshly.
"I can't listen to your talk all night," put in one of the men.
"March!" the latter word to the prisoners.
They had been disarmed, so there was no help for it, and they walked through the ranch to where there was a big trap-door in the floor. This was raised up, disclosing a flight of wooden steps.
"Down you go!" was the next order.