"Don't be rash, Chet!" whispered Paul.
"You monkey!" roared Captain Grady. "Fall back, before I let you have a dose of buckshot!"
"There will be no shooting here, Captain, unless ye want ter get wiped out," broke in Jack Blowfen. "Open the gate fer yer neighbors and let us hev a powwow."
"I've told you wot I'll do—open up when the boys go away."
"Come on, Chet," whispered Paul to his younger brother.
"Yes, but Paul——"
"Come on, I say," and Paul whispered something into Chet's ear.
At once, with a wink at Jack Blowfen, the two boys started off on a gallop toward the river.
"Do you think we can do it?" asked Chet, anxiously.
"I think so. We can try, anyway."