A TWENTY-DOLLAR BILL
"It's odd that Dan Baxter should be out here," observed Sam as they journeyed along. "Can he be following us?"
"It is possible," returned Dick. "You know he would do almost anything to harm us."
"He has got to keep his distance," said Fred. "I shan't put up with any more of his games."
When they came to a turn of the road, they saw Dan Baxter and the bushy-haired man a long distance ahead. The former bully of Putnam Hall was on the lookout for them and at once urged his steed onward at an increased rate of speed.
"He means to get away if he possibly can," cried Songbird. "If we want to catch him, we have got to do our utmost."
On and on they rode, until another turn hid Baxter and his companion from view again.
The bully was frightened, for he did not know what would happen to him if he was caught by the Rovers and their friends in such a lonely spot as this.
The man who was with him, a fellow named Sack Todd, noticed his anxiety, and smiled grimly to himself.
"You're mighty anxious to git away from them fellows," he remarked.