so much the harder with you."

"Let us bind him so he cannot escape," said Allen. "He is a dangerous
young man to have loose."

"There is a rope in the closet," said Parsons. "Bind him with that, if
you want to."

The rope was speedily brought forth, and Hal was bound hands and feet.
There was no use trying to escape, and consequently he did not undertake
to do so.

"Put him in the closet," ordered the broker, when the job of binding Hal
was completed.

"Gag him first," cautioned Hardwick. "We don't want him to raise the
roof, if he's left alone. We'll fix him later."

The gag was inserted in Hal's mouth, and then he was lifted up by
Macklin and the others and dumped into the corner of the closet, and the
door was closed and locked upon him.

From the closet, which was damp and cold, he could hear the confused
murmur of voices, but could not make out a word of what was being said.
The murmur continued fully half an hour, and then all became as silent
as the grave.

Hal was all but suffocated by the rude gag which had been forced into
his mouth. All was dark, and his position was a painful one, not only
mentally, but bodily as well.

What the rogues intended to do with him he did not know. If only he
could free himself and get away!

With might and main he tugged at the rope which bound his hands. At
first it remained tight, but at last it loosened sufficiently to allow
him to slip out his right hand.

The left soon followed; and Hal's next work was to remove the gag from
his mouth. What a relief it was to once more close his mouth!

His feet freed, the boy looked about for some means by which to escape
from the closet. The door was locked, as has been mentioned, but it was
a poor affair, and Hal knew he could easily force it open with his
shoulder.

Before proceeding to this extremity, he listened intently. It must be
near three o'clock, and he wondered if all the others had left.

Suddenly voices broke upon his ear, and he heard Hardwick and Macklin
enter the rear office. By applying his ear to the key-hole Hal heard
what was said. If they opened the closet door, he determined to make a
bold dash for liberty.

"How much is der in dis new ob?" Macklin asked.

"Two hundred dollars, if he never comes back."

"Den pass over der cash."

"I'll pay you after the job is done, Tommy."

"No yer don't. Dis is a cash-in-advance job."

"Can't you trust me?"

"I kin, but I ain't goin' ter."

"It's to y