“Now, Miss Fallon, do you also alight.”
She also obeyed.
“Jack, I shall put these irons on your ankles. You can walk with them, for the chain is a foot long, but slowly. You will have to walk to the next station, and you’ll hardly reach there before night. I need your horses, so will take them, and I have pack animals along, too, for the plunder.
“Miss Fallon, I have a horse with sidesaddle for you, so you see I came prepared, even to good food for you, a canvas shelter and blankets.”
“You intend to take me a prisoner?” said Lucille.
“I certainly do, and hold you until I get the big ransom I shall demand.”
“My poor, poor father.”
“He is fortunate in not having come with you.”
“Jack, there is no help for it, so I’ll make the best of it,” said Lucille, turning to the driver.
“Tell my father what happened, and to arrange for the ransom, as he can do, provided it is not too large, for there is a limit, you know, and I am not of age yet, so funds cannot be readily gotten beyond a certain sum. Tell him not to delay, for I wish my freedom, and attempt no rescue, but pay the ransom. Good-by, Jack.”