“Meaning what?” asked Noddy.
“Meaning that we’ll hide the kid where he’ll never be found.”
“No, you don’t!” exclaimed Noddy.
“That’s all right, Noddy,” spoke Randall, in soothing tones. “There’ll be no doubt but that Larry will agree to the terms. If he doesn’t we’ll not hurt the kid. I’m just as fond of him as you are. Don’t make trouble now.”
“Well, I’ll agree, as long as nothing bad happens to the little fellow,” stipulated the blue-handed man.
So it was arranged, and a note, making all the conditions specified, was sent to Larry.
CHAPTER XXXVI
THE RAID
The note was delivered by mail to Larry the following day. It named Friday, two days hence, as the time, and one o’clock in the afternoon, as the hour.
“Well, that’s the best time to have it happen,” remarked Mr. Newton, when shown the missive. “But there are some things that are going to make it hard.”
“What makes you say the hour is a good one?” asked Larry.