And he began to drag Philip off in the direction of his hut.
“Oh, where are you taking me?” asked the frightened boy.
“You’ll know soon enough. I’m going to keep you till the tin box is restored to me.”
Poor Philip! As he was jerked along by his collar, in the stern grasp of the outlaw, he suffered a good deal more than Harry had in his recent captivity.
CHAPTER XXV — PHILIP BECOMES A PRISONER
“Please let me go, and I’ll give you five dollars,” said poor Philip, as he was dragged along the forest path by his captor.
“Humph!” said Temple, grimly, thinking he might as well take the money, though he had no intention of releasing Philip. “Have you got five dollars with you?”
“No.”
“Then you are trying to fool me,” exclaimed Temple, with an angry jerk at the boy’s collar.