"Is that all?"
"Can you help me roll the wagon inside to protect the grain in case it rains before I can find Eliza again?"
"Certainly we will," laughed Jack.
They hitched a rope to the wagon, and the Terror hauled it over to the door of the old building.
As the Terror could not get the wagon through the door, Jack and his companions alighted; each one manned a wheel, and the farmer seized the shafts.
Ahead they rolled it toward the open door.
But scarcely had they got it started when a dozen men, with masks on their faces and pistols in their hands, rushed out of the building and surrounded the four friends.
"The James Boys!" gasped Jack, in startled tones.
CHAPTER XIV.
INTO THE QUICKSAND.