It was evident that the automobile shop was a blind.
CHAPTER XLIV.
RESCUED FROM THE MOB.
The great farm wagon was going along toward Brooklyn slowly, the lights in the distance were growing brighter as the party approached the city.
Suddenly Nick turned to the farmer, and said: “I didn’t suppose for a moment that you would tell me anything that I wanted to know about Jack Weeden, or any of his gang, but I thought it best to ask you before I decided on my course of action. I will give you another chance to tell me the truth, and I can assure you that it will be to your interest to tell me all that you know. I will be fair with you, and I intend that you shall be honest with me.”
The only reply that he received was a muttered oath from Block.
“Go on!” commanded Nick.
“What the devil are you driving at?” finally asked the farmer.
“I want to know what you know about this man Weeden and his gang, and I want the truth.”
“Anybody would think that you thought that I was in league with the band of outlaws!” cried the farmer, in alarm.
“How do you know that there is a band of outlaws here?” asked Nick suddenly.