CHAPTER XV.
THE DIAMOND PLANT.
"This does settle it!"
"What do you mean, Dave?"
"It must be done?"
"We must get these Carters—that's what! If we don't get them, Spotty—you take my word for it—they'll get us!"
"Do you really think so, Dave?"
"Not think, but know so!" declared Kilgore, with emphasis. "I know these Carters, root and branch. They have now struck our trail, and they'll stick to it like bloodhounds till they run us down—unless we get them! It must be done, I say, and done promptly."
"Put them down and out?"
"Exactly. It's them—or us!"