Steve recognized the voice of his companion.
"I've got him, Bob!" shouted the lad with what little breath he had left. "I've got him down and out!"
But Spooner was not quite "down and out" yet. He began fighting again in sheer desperation. His one thought now was to free himself from the grip of those young arms of steel.
Bob grasped Spooner by the collar, and after a few violent tugs jerked the fellow free from Steve's embrace. Spooner staggered to his feet.
Bang!
Bob smote him a terrific blow on the jaw, and Spooner dropped in a heap. He was going to strike the man again when Steve stopped him.
"Get a rope, quick! I'll take care of him. There's some rope over there by the pumps."
Steve threw the prisoner over on his face, twisting the man's hands behind his back, and a few minutes later they had the fellow's hands securely tied behind his back.
About that time the pump-man came running up.