“Where are the others?”
“In the same fix, I guess. I was the last man through the trap, and just as I was about half way up, some feller switched on the lights and covered my three pals. Then I dropped back. I didn’t know there was anyone on this end.”
“The boys must have captured the other men,” said Truem.
“Suppose you go to the trap and call while I watch our friend here,” said Chot.
Truem nodded and sprang instantly away. He had no difficulty in finding the stairs leading above, and ascending part way, he called:
“Tom—oh, Tom!”
“Well, what is it?” Tom replied.
“It’s Truem. Have you got the smugglers?”
“We have three of them.”
“Well, Chot and I have the other man. There were only four.”