“What! you don’t mean——”
“Miss Bradley was kidnaped. That’s what I mean. Ah! if the governor had had the sense to tell me the whole truth!”
Nick was thinking.
“There are a good many of them,” whispered Dinsmore; “shall we go to headquarters for a squad of police?”
“No. They’ll be through in a minute. We must make a bluff, and they’ll think they’re surrounded. You go to the front door, and I’ll tackle them here.”
CHAPTER VIII.
THE RANSOM.
Harry had brought down what the leader of the gang called “the goods.”
This was a parcel of papers done up in red tape.