ed one of the Italians.

"W'at de time? He am a spy! A spy!" cried the negro. "In de house with
him!" Jack sprang back, and turned to run. With a rush the negro and one
of the foreigners were upon him, and despite his terrified struggles he
was dragged bodily into the shanty. There they flung him heavily into a
chair, and gathered menacingly about him.

"Now boy, w'at yo' spyin' roun' heah fo'? Eh?" demanded the negro
fiercely.

Instinctively Jack opened his lips to deny the charge, but closed them,
and remained in dogged silence. Despite his peril, he felt he could not
tell a deliberate falsehood. The negro repeated the question.

"I simply asked them the time," said Jack evasively.

With a snarl one of the foreigners caught him by the shoulders and yanked
him upright. "Tie heem!" he directed, and roughly two of the others drew
Jack's hands behind him, and bound them with a cord. As one of the
Italians then proceeded to tie a handkerchief about his ankles, Jack
barely suppressed a cry of fright. But grimly he clenched his teeth, and
not a sound escaped him as the negro then caught him up, carried him
across the room, kicked open a door, and threw him upon the floor within.

For a few minutes Jack lay dazed, then turning on his side, he looked
about him. By the dim light of a dusty window he saw he was in a small,
roughly furnished bedroom. Before he had taken in further particulars,
however, a sound of heated discussion in the outer room drew his
attention.

"No, no! We can't taka da chance!" came the voice of one of the Italians.
"Not wid dat boy!"

Filled anew with terror Jack struggled to a sitting position and began
straining desperately at his bonds. A moment's effort caused his heart to
sink. The knots were as taut as though made of wire.

Determinedly he continued to strain and pull, however, and presently,
losing his balance, he rolled over on his side, and something hard
pressed into his chest.

The dagger he had picked up! Quickly he saw the possibility of using it.
Working again into a sitting position, he bent low and sought to reach
inside his coat and seize the hilt of the knife with his teeth. But as
often as he reached, the coat swung, and the hilt evaded him.

Jack was not to be beaten, however. Getting to his knees, he bent far
over, until his head almost touched the floor, and fell vigorously to
shaking himself. At the second effort the dagger slipped out to the
floor. Quickly then he go