Here lights were lit in each of the rooms and he saw preparations for hasty departure. The tall, blond man was ordering the Japanese to some activity. Just what, Danny could not make out, for the man spoke in German. Sure then that he was not watched from that quarter, Danny slipped close against the bunk house. Creeping in, he saw by the faint light that was burning that O’Hara and the burly man named Whalen were the only occupants. O’Hara seemed asleep, but the other half lay upon his bunk awake and watching him.
Danny Dexter had not planned his moves but he was ready. He flung open the door, and with a quick, cat-like leap, he was upon the man. Huge and powerful as Whalen was, Danny caught him at a disadvantage. Before he could regain his balance, O’Hara roused from his feigned sleep, sprang upon him, seizing Whalen’s arm, and freeing Danny so he could seize the towels which hung near by and gag the man’s mouth before he could make a sound. Then as O’Hara held him still firmly, Danny bound Tom Whalen’s arms together, then his legs.
Without another look at him, Danny and O’Hara slipped into the darkness.
“Have you the papers?” whispered Danny.
“I put them in their auto,” answered O’Hara. “Didn’t dare keep them; they search me every night.”
Quietly they glided on to the garage. The door was open and they entered unobserved and crawled down in among the robes in the tonneau of the car. Here they settled down to long and tedious waiting, and now in quick, jerky sentences, old Jim O’Hara recounted the striking chain of events that led up to his present position.
However, the two men were pleasantly disappointed in the length of their hiding. Scarcely had they concealed themselves than the Japanese appeared and climbed into the car without a backward glance toward the tonneau. Softly, they hummed out of the garage and turned to the southward.
When they had gone about a mile, Danny quietly pressed O’Hara’s arm and without a sound unlatched the door of the machine. Then as it noiselessly came open, Danny Dexter slipped out onto the ground. A few feet farther O’Hara did the same. Both lay absolutely still until in the distance they heard the Jap swing to with a slam the open door, and they knew as he continued on his journey that he was entirely without suspicion.
Danny took an electric torch from the pocket of his coat and flashed it here and there. He was answered by a similar flash not very far to the west and soon Mary Louise drove up to them and reached out eager hands of welcome.
“Oh, you are safe and here so quickly,” she cried, a little catch in her breath as she realized her plucky vigil was now over.