“Now!”
The leader of the gang gave the order. His coterie was well trained. To a man they dropped their spears to the ground, and made a general rush for Tom.
“Hold on, Bill Barber!” said Tom, as he was seized by five pairs of sturdy hands.
“Bill Barber isn’t here,” declared the former gruff voice.
“What do you want of me, whoever you are?” demanded Tom.
“You come along and see.”
“I will not,” retorted Tom.
He struck out with his fists and laid two of his assailants low. They were promptly on their feet. Then the united strength of the group was exerted to seize and throw our hero down. He found his arms and feet securely bound by strong ropes.
“Someone is coming,” spoke one of the crowd sharply.
“Rush him,” ordered the leader.