CHAPTER XXVII
THE BURNING OF THE MILL
There was no mistaking the sincerity of Bug's proposal, and coming, as it did, at a time when Hocker and Jeffries were unable to decide on any feasible plan of action, they were disposed to give a favorable answer.
"It ain't a bad idea," said Jeffries. "But how do you expect to get in without being seen?"
"I'll find a way," returned Bug. "There air plenty of holes an' loose boards."
"An' Moxley is watchin' them all, too," remarked Hocker. "Your plan ain't very definite so far."
Bug hesitated, and before he could reply something occurred that totally changed the situation.
"I see you again, you rascal," came the farmer's voice from the hillside. "You can't fool me. Get away from that winder now."
Hocker and Jeffries exchanged glances of mutual understanding. The latter quickly unlocked the bracelets and freed Bug's wrists.
"Now's your chance," he whispered. "Moxley is on the second floor. Slip in before he comes down. There's a loose board just below that middle window. There ain't time for more than one to get in or we'd follow you. When you need us sing out. Here, take this."