“How did you know my name?” asked Nick, when the woman had finished.
“Oh, we can’t tell you that just now, but perhaps we will some time.”
“You men are standing there talking like two old women at a sewing circle; why don’t you watch the men that tried to throw you off the boat?”
Both Nick and the farmer turned like a flash, to see what had become of the assailants.
They had disappeared.
“Let’s search the boat for them, and if we find them, you can be assured that we will help you take them to the station house, as we believe in law and order; don’t we, Sallie?” said the farmer.
“If you do, why did you give me the slip this afternoon?” asked Nick.
“You threatened to have us locked up, and so when I thought that the police had quieted the mob, I went back to the wagon, and Sallie and I drove off, so that you would not take us to the lockup.”
“I am very glad that you have concluded to tell Nick Carter the truth,” said the woman, in a tone that was familiar to Nick.
“I think that I know you now,” said Nick, as he made a grab for Sallie’s head.