"Then we'll get it," they exclaimed as one.
So alike were the thoughts that passed through their minds that they did not even feel obliged to speak the plan aloud.
"Which one of us will stop him?" asked Donald.
"You'd better. I'm heavier and I can handle him easier."
They walked back some ten feet, where Donald stopped, while Billie went about ten feet farther and drew off into the darkness.
A couple of minutes later they heard the lieutenant coming. He passed Billie without seeing him.
Then Donald advanced and met him as by chance.
"Who comes there?" asked the lieutenant in a sharp tone, drawing his revolver.
"Why, hello, lieutenant," said Donald as he came close to him. "What's happened?"
The lieutenant eyed him suspiciously.