Frank Reade, Jr., was awakened from his slumbers by a savage clutch at the throat. Strong hands forced him down and bound him.
The captain made a terrific resistance but was overpowered. Barney was also served the same.
The aerial voyagers were thus all made prisoners in a twinkling. It was a sudden turning of tables.
The jubilation of Dooley can hardly be described in words.
That the villain’s plans should have succeeded so well was remarkable.
He glowered at Frank Reade, Jr., saying:
“Well, now, ye can afford to be a little more civil with me, can’t ye? Oh, I tell ye, Jerry Dooley is a hard man to beat!”
“You are a treacherous dog,” said Frank, angrily, “after making a truce, to treat us thus.”
“All is fair in war,” quoted the wretch. “You are lucky to have been spared your lives.”
“What do you expect to gain by this trick? We have none of the gold.”