The Captain divided his party into two watches of three men each. The first to watch until twelve o’clock and the second the rest of the night.
“There, when I was talking with Jack I forgot all about telling him that we were going straight to Bangor,” Bob said as he and the Captain were talking together after supper. “Guess I’d better call him up and tell him.”
He caught Jack just as he was getting into bed and they chatted for some time.
“Then we’ll meet you at the hotel in Bangor some time tomorrow night,” Jack said.
“If we have good luck,” Bob replied
The night passed without incident and they got an early start the next morning. The prisoners seemed to have accepted their fate and made no complaints although Bob knew that they were having a pretty hard time of as he could tell by the numerous scratches on their faces.
It was about ten o’clock when Bob, who at the time was leading the way and choosing the easiest route so as to give the manacled men as little pain as possible, suddenly stopped and held up his hand.
“What is it?” the Captain who was a few feet behind, asked.
“There’s one of those cabins I was telling you about just ahead of us.”
“Good enough. Now mebbe we’ll be able to solve the mystery,” and the Captain called a halt.