“Here he comes now!” he heard a voice shout, and a moment later he found himself confronted by three farmer boys, all armed with clubs. They compelled him to halt and then surrounded him.
CHAPTER XIX
GIVING AN AUTOGRAPH
The farmer lads had cloths tied over the lower parts of their faces, and had their hats pulled far down over their foreheads, so as to conceal their features as much as possible. One, the smaller of the trio, had his jacket turned inside out.
“What do you want?” demanded Frank, as he leaped to the ground.
“We want to speak to you,” said one of the big boys, in a rough voice.
“What about?”
“You’ll soon see.”
“Make him a prisoner, fellers,” cried the lad who had his coat turned inside out.
The voice appeared familiar to Frank, but he could not, for the moment, place it.