"Get your gun on him, Bob," he cried.
Bob already had his automatic out but there was no use for it. Hains lay like one dead.
"A knock out clean's a whistle," Jack declared as he bent over the man.
"What a peach of a punch," Sue gasped.
"Let's beat it before he wakes up," Bob advised.
"It's too bad we haven't got something to tie him with," Jack declared.
"What's the matter with a handkerchief?" Sue suggested.
"Better than nothing. Roll him over, Jack, and I'll tie his hands behind him. I can do it so that it'll take him a while to get free."
He worked quickly and in a few seconds the man's hands were as securely bound as was possible under the circumstances.
"Now gag him," Sue ordered.