For two hours longer the captives lay there, in most uncomfortable positions. Then Folwell and Munson, leaving the group of diamond makers who were grouped about the machinery, approached the captives.
“Well,” remarked Munson, “we got ahead of you after all; didn't we. You thought you had our secret, but it will be a long while before you ever make diamonds.”
“What are you going to do with us?” asked Tom.
“Never mind. You came where you had no right to, and you must take the consequences.”
“We did have a right to come here!” exclaimed Mr. Jenks. “I am entitled to know how the diamonds are made. I paid for the information, and you tricked me. If ever it's possible I'll have the whole gang arrested for swindling.”
“You'll never get the chance!” declared Folwell. “You were given some diamonds for the money you invested, and that makes us square.”
“No, it doesn't!” declared Mr. Jenks. “I invested the money to learn how to make diamonds, and you know it! You tricked me, and I had a right to try to discover your secret! I nearly have it, too, and I'll get it completely before I'm done with you!”
“No, you won't!” boasted Folwell. “But we didn't come here to tell you that. We came to give you something to eat. We're not savages and we'll treat you as well as we can in spite of the fact that you are trespassers. We're going to give you some grub, but I warn you that any attempt to escape will mean that some of you will get hurt.”
He signalled to some of his confederates. These men unbound the captives' arms, and stood over them while they ate some coarse food that was brought into the small cave. They were given coffee to drink, and then, when the simple meal was over, they were securely bound again, and left to themselves, while the diamond makers went back to their machinery.
It was evident that they were going to attempt a big operation, for an unusually large quantity of the white stuff was prepared. The prisoners watched them idly. They could see some but not all of the operations. In this way several hours passed.