Frank told him what had transpired.
“It’s just as I feared,” murmured Dr. Vaneyke, despairingly. “The detective will guard this place until he can get a warrant to come in after me. Then he will take me anyway.”
“Not if I can prevent it,” replied Frank.
“You cannot do anything.”
“Oh, yes, I can. A little more work will put the Ranger in perfect order. She is already equipped for her intended journey, and contains enough food and water to last several months. By to-night we will all leave here in her.”
Dr. Vaneyke looked more hopeful.
Frank then left him, and going to the house, explained the situation to his family, Barney and Pomp.
A plan was then formed to get the detective out of the way.
The coon went out, and purchasing a white beard and wig from a costumer, he returned to the house, and one of Frank’s mechanics was dressed up in the professor’s clothes, and donned the false hair.
A saddle horse was led from the stable, the man looking very much like Vaneyke mounted the beast and away he rode.