“I must see them,” said the captain suspiciously.
Tom had pricked up his ears when he first heard the papers mentioned. His heart beat quick. Were these the securities of which he was in search? He believed so, and waited anxiously to ascertain. Yet, even if they should prove to be so, how would he be the better off?
He bent his eyes eagerly upon the robber-captain as he opened the belt and revealed the contents.
CHAPTER XXXIV
THE ROBBERS’ DEN.
“HA! WHAT have we here?” said the robber chief, as he drew out first a certificate of stock in a New York bank.
Morton changed color.
“It is the property of a friend,” he said hurriedly.
“And that friend’s name is Armstrong—is it not so?”