"I don't know."
"Is there any danger?"
"I think so--Figgs may have had to go--who knows?"
"Well," said the Senator, "we must go after him."
"What arms have you?" said the Doctor. "Don't show it before this rascal."
"I have a bowie-knife," said Buttons.
"So have I," said Dick.
"And I," said the Senator, "am sorry to say that I have nothing at all."
"Well, I suppose we must go," said the Doctor. "My revolver is something. It is a double revolver, of peculiar shape."
Without any other thought they at once prepared to venture into a district that for all they knew might swarm with robbers. They had only one thought, and that was to save Figgs.