"Is that you, Spottswood?" demanded the rising form.
"Yes, sir, I am here; and I have two prisoners. One of them is your brother, and I don't know who the other is," replied the sergeant.
"Are you sure that one of them is my brother?" asked the major.
"I am as sure as I can be, for I heard the other fellow call him Percy two or three times before I stepped in front of them."
"Don't you know who the other one is?"
"I haven't the least idea. I arrested him as you told me, but I did not question him."
The major ordered him to put his prisoners into the wagon.
[CHAPTER XVII]
MAJOR PIERSON IS PUZZLED
Two of the soldiers were placed at the rear of the wagon, one took his place on the hay with Percy, while the major and the sergeant seated themselves on the cushion in front. Spottswood took the reins; and the officer told him to drive on, without saying a word to the prisoners.