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"What is the object of all this?" "Object?" grinned the man. "You'll know later. Important, for it took four men on the route, lots of inquiring before you came to Stanley Junction, two of us here now, others waiting for us somewhere else, to get you dead right." "Me!" exclaimed Trevor in amazement. "You mean me?" "Nobody else." "Why, how are you interested in me?" "You'll know soon." "But----" "Stand back, do as we say, or we'll use force," declared the speaker gruffly. His companion guarded Ralph and Trevor while he took the engineer's seat. He reversed the engine, ran back to the main tracks, from there, first setting a switch, onto a spur, and, after following this for nearly a mile, shut off steam and the locomotive came to a stop. Then the fellow applied a whistle to his lips. Several men approached the engine. He consulted with them, and came back to Ralph carrying a piece of rope. "Fairbanks," he said, "we'll have to tie you for safe keeping for a while." "Won't you explain this?" inquired Trevor, in a troubled way. "See here, men, I am due in the city. I will pay you handsomely to let us proceed on our trip." "How much?" inquired the man who had acted as engineer. "I have several hundred dollars with me." "Not enough," retorted the man. "We want several thousand, seeing you are worth it." "I haven't a thousand dollars in the world," declared Trevor. "You are worth twenty thousand," insisted the man confidently. "We'll prove it to you a little later. Here," to his companion, "tie Fairbanks, leave the letter with him, and let us get out of this before anybody is missed." "One word," said Ralph. "Are you people responsible for the disappearance of Mr. Griscom?" "Perhaps," said the man. "He's all safe and sound--only out of the way of mischief for a spell. One other word, Fairbanks, we didn't fire the bridge." Trevor looked the picture of distress and uncertainty as he was forced from the locomotive cab. "You people will regret this high-handed outrage," he cried. "My uncle is president of the Great Northern." "That is just exactly why you are worth twenty thousand dollars," coolly announced the man who had acted as engineer. "Plain and square, gentlemen, kindly call this a bit of kidnapping scientifically worked at some care and expense. You come with us. Fairbanks will do the rest. Got him tied up?" to his companion. "All right, now put the letter in his pocke
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