"I will never believe I am your son!" cried Jack impetuously. "Do you know what I think? I think you are trying to get hold of me so that you can obtain some money belonging to me."
"You—you little rascal!" cried Dr. Mackey. "How dare you talk to me in this fashion?"
"Because I believe you are a fraud, that's why," answered our hero defiantly.
A commingled look of rage and disappointment came into the medical man's face, which suddenly gave place to a look of cunning.
"I will make you smart for this," he stormed, and caught Jack firmly by both arms. "Garder! Mason! Come here!" he called loudly.
"What is wanted?" asked one of the Confederate soldiers, as both came rushing from the stable.
"Conduct this young man to our camp, and see that he does not escape from you."
"You shan't take me from home!" ejaculated Jack. "Let me go!"
He struggled to release himself, but the two soldiers were powerful fellows, and soon made him their prisoner.
"You are making a mistake," puffed Jack. "Dr. Mackey is a first-class fraud."