"Where?"
"I don't know. Is there any town near here?"
"Some twenty miles to the southeast, I believe," answered the professor.
"Then that is where we must take him."
"We may find, then, that we have made a mistake," objected the professor, still doubtful about the wisdom of the course proposed by Tad Butler.
"Then we will make a complaint against him ourselves," answered Tad firmly. "I don't propose to let him off after what he has done. Why, were we to let that man go our lives wouldn't be worth a cent. He would shoot us before the night was over. No, Professor, he must be held prisoner until we can get him to town."
"But we can't go on to-night."
"No. The morning will be time enough. We will give him some food."
"Let me feed the animal," urged Stacy.
"You have steady business performing that office for yourself," retorted Ned Rector.