“That’s your bosom friend!” Alex. grinned. “You let him escape!”
“What else could I do, under the circumstances?” demanded Clay. “The fellow saved my life! Sam would have murdered me only for him!”
“Well, if he’s on the level, what’s he doing with a man like Sam?” questioned Alex., still grinning.
“We shall have to leave that question to the future,” was the short reply.
“You believe that Red had a hand in the robbery at Rock Island?” persisted the boy.
“I don’t think anything about it! I’m waiting for additional information!”
“Well, we’ve got a long way to go yet,” Case cut in, “and we may meet with the red-headed man again. We may meet him in some jail yet, if our luck doesn’t change!”
“Speaking about jails,” Alex. questioned, “what do you make of the old jail of a house Jule and I were locked up in? What do you think they wanted to hold us for?”
“Probably to keep you from spying on what was going on there,” Clay suggested.
“But what was going on there?” asked Alex. “That is what we didn’t find out!”