"I mean that all the tramps who had been locked up there overnight had disappeared; that they had managed to break into the main part of the jail, and that when they went away they took Black Madge with them; and that before they went away they passed through the jail with axes and smashed everything in sight. They tore down partitions, they smashed doors, and where the doors could not be smashed, they destroyed the locks. They tied up the jailer, and threatened to kill him—I regard it as a wonder that they did not kill him."
"So do I. Go on."
"That is all there is to it. They went there, of course, with the deliberate intention of rescuing Black Madge—and they did it."
"I suppose they must have taken to the woods north of the railway line; eh?"
"You've guessed it, Carter."
"That is a wild country up through there, Mr. Cobalt."
"You bet it is. I used to go through there every fall on a hunting expedition, when I was younger. The country hasn't changed much since that time. It is as wild as if it were in an uncivilized country, instead of being surrounded by——"
"I understand. Then you do know something about that country up through there, eh?"
"Yes; I used to boast that I knew every inch of it; but, of course, that wasn't quite so, you know."
"Yet you remember it fairly well?"