“There he is!” he muttered.
The next moment he had jumped in front of Murdock, taking him by surprise, and aimed his pistol at the man’s head.
“You are my prisoner, sir!” he cried.
“Caught, by heavens!” gasped the fugitive, turning pale.
“Hands up, or you are a dead man!”
“Don’t fire! I surrender!”
Up went Murdock’s hands, and Reynard handcuffed him.
Some people tried to interfere, but a warrant for the rascal’s arrest was shown, and they took him away.
Just as they were about to leave the depot Barney and Pomp came rushing up to them, pale and excited.
“Masther Frank!” gasped the Irishman. “Ther Pegasus is gone!”