on! Come on! You've got here just in' time!" and Jet started
down the slope to meet the one person in the world whom he particularly
wished to see at that moment.

CHAPTER XXXII

HARVEY & CO.

When Jet was where he could see the new-comers Sam had been handcuffed,
and was in charge of a stranger who was dressing the wound in his leg,
while the detective, walking with a cane, was coming up the ascent in
advance of another man.

"It seems as if you'd been in pretty snug quarters," Harvey said as he
clasped Jet warmly by the hand. "Who is this fellow who has been
making a target of you?"

"One of the gang we met at the house in the woods. He introduced
himself to me when he was made up as a tramp, on the railroad track."

"You are wounded!" Harvey interrupted, as he pointed to the boy's arm.
"Let me see if it is serious; you are looking pale."

"I shall be all right now you are here. Come up to our camp, and you
can attend to it."

Jet led the way hurriedly to the cedar thicket, taking such a route
that his visitor must pass Bob, who was looking woefully disconsolate
and uncomfortable.

"Hello!" Harvey cried in astonishment, "I'm blest if you haven't bagged
the game already," and once more he clasped Jet's hand. "I knew you
would suit me for a partner, and from this day out we'll work in
company or my name's not Dan Harvey. How long have you had this
fellow?"

"Since last night, and that's why Sam was trying to get the best of us.
We attempted to capture him, but made a botch of the business."

"Bob's arrest is enough to cover you with glory, my boy, for you've
done what every man on the force would have liked to had a hand in.
Here, Downs," he continued to the man behind him, "slip the bracelets
on this man, and take the gag out. I reckon his jaws ache by this
time."

When this order was obeyed Jet led his visitors to where the other
prisoner was trussed up, and Harvey's amazement was complete.

"Is this another one of the gang?"

"Yes, in the counterfeit money business, and when we get back I
calculate the constable can be found without much trouble."

"Well, Jet, you've done this job up about as brown as possible, and
there'll be no mean reward coming when Bob reaches New York."

"What do you mean?"

"One thousand dollars has been offered for the apprehension of those
charged with murder, and in regard to the makers of the queer, Uncle
Sam ought to shell out liberally for having the