“‘Modern Wonders of the Air’—up to date, too. It tells all about balloons and early airships. Too scientific for me, but I’ll bet it will be easy as A. B. C. to you.”
“I don’t know about that,” said Dave, “but it will be right welcome. I’m thinking I had better keep hidden away for today, anyhow.”
“I should say you had,” assented Ned forcibly. “Why—but I haven’t had a chance to tell you until now.”
“What about?”
“Two of our hired men saw the sheriff and old Warner early this morning.”
“Are they still looking for me?”
“The officers and your guardian were out till daylight, scurrying around the country in every direction. The sheriff’s men have driven to three or four neighboring towns. They are watching the railroad depot, and there isn’t a soul in town who isn’t on the lookout for you.”
“I suppose that Mr. Warner has made me out to be a regular boy villain,” suggested Dave, looking serious.
“He has, but your friends know better. And soon as you are away safe and sure, I’ll just make it my special business to face old Warner down with the real facts. You’re not thinking of leaving this hide-out in the daytime, Dave?”
“I dare not take the risk of being seen now.”