CHAPTER XXIX.
THE FATE OF TWO EVILDOERS.
“Are you going to let them arrest us?” whispered Pat Malone, as the whole party moved through the woods towards a wagon road which ran nearly parallel to the railroad tracks.
“Not if I can help it,” Caven whispered back. “We must watch our chances.”
Half a mile was covered and they came out on the road. It was growing dark and there were signs of a storm in the air.
“It's going to rain,” said Joe, and he was right.
“See here, I don't want to get wet to the skin,” growled Caven. “I'll catch my death of cold.”
“There is a barn just ahead,” said Bill Badger. “Let us get inside.”
Joe was willing, and soon all were in the barn. It was now raining at a heavy rate and they were glad to be under shelter.
“With a barn there ought to be a house,” remarked our hero. “But I don't see any.”