“Toma, get back to bed,” Dick interrupted whirling about, confronting his chum. “Don’t worry—everything all right—now. Frazer and Mekewai—I—I tried to capture both of them and—and Frazer got away. My fault too. I was careless.”
“Why they come?” the young Indian demanded, steadying himself by holding on to the counter.
“Gold! In the office, Toma. Frazer had it concealed there.”
Dick’s chum stood and stared incredulously.
“They get ’em?” he croaked.
“Part of it.”
Then, without explaining further, Dick strode over, procured a rope from the company’s stock and commenced binding up his unconscious prisoner.
CHAPTER XXII.
TENSION TIGHTENS.
Toma walked nervously to the door and peered out.
“No go back to bed,” he stated. “I stay up. Dick, you run get Sandy an’ try follow Frazer. Tell ’em factor I am here all alone to watch Mekewai an’ gold. Soon as factor get back here, then I go to bed.”