"Yes, I do," answered his brother, "I wish I could make it out. Give us time, give us time!"
"Well, come on! I want to get some one on. the job," said Beany. "I feel fidgety."
"Sit still," said Porky. "I want to think."
"What you got in your head now?" said Beany. His voice sounded anxious.
"We are going to take those men prisoners with our own little wrenches and just by our two selves."
"Three of them?" gasped Beany.
"Three of them!" said Porky. "Come on!"
CHAPTER XII
TAKING THREE PRISONERS
"Come nothing!" said Beany slangily. "You stay right here until we can talk this thing over, and make some sort of a plan. I don't propose to go into something we can't get out of."