“We came out here to try something in that line,” replied the boy.
“If I had known that, you would still be sleeping in the shelter-tent,” the ruffian said with a significant glance.
At this moment one of the Japs turned to Phillips and asked:
“How many more Chinks are there in Two Sisters canyon?”
Jimmie gave a quick start and turned to Kit:
“Does that make you think of Robinson’s barn?” he asked.
“Sure it does!” replied Kit. “It makes me think of the note I found there. I suppose that’s Two Sisters canyon that we just crossed.”
“Your suppose is all right, kid!” laughed the blond man.
“How many more Chinks did you say there were in Two Sisters canyon?” repeated the Jap.
“I don’t know,” replied Phillips. “We have nothing to do with the smuggling end of this game. We have known ever since we reached this part of the country that smuggling was going on, but we have kept away from those engaged in it. How many Chinks were here when you landed from the crippled machine this afternoon?”