"Curse you!"
"Our friend's not polite, Dan," said Young Glory. "I've found that out already. But, to business."
"Business!"
"Yes, Dan. We've much to do. Take this man, gag him, and tie him up securely."
Dan rushed at the fellow without another word.
"Quiet! or I'll shoot you," said Young Glory, seeing the man about to resist.
The sight of the pistol effectually settled the matter, and Dan did his work so expeditiously that the man was lying at the rear of the hut hidden under a heap of rubbish in a very few minutes.
"Now, you must skip, Dan."
"Me?"
"I said so."