“Heavens! what a quandary I am in,” said the bookkeeper, miserably. “That must be attended to at once. Why couldn’t you put it anywhere else?”
“I told you that I wanted to be revenged upon you.”
“I wish you had never come to Milford,” groaned the bookkeeper.
“I wish I hadn’t myself, as things have turned out.”
They prepared to start for Gibbon’s house, when Mr. Jennings drove up. With him were two tall muscular men, whom Stark and Gibbon eyed uneasily. The two strangers jumped out of the carriage and advanced toward the two confederates.
“Arrest those men!” said Jennings, in a quiet tone. “I charge them with opening and robbing my safe last night about eleven o’clock.”
CHAPTER XXVII.
BROUGHT TO BAY.
Phil Stark made an effort to get away, but the officer was too quick for him. In a trice he was handcuffed.