person connected with the bank at Emmonsville who wears the
dress of a Quaker?" began the outlaw.

Ernest hesitated a moment.

"Speak out, boy!" said Fox. "I must and will know."

"Yes, sir."

"Is he a detective?"

"He may act as such."

"Is he under pay at the bank?"

"I think he is."

"Do you know where he is now?"

"No."

"Was he at the bank when you left it yesterday afternoon?"

"No, sir."

"Do you know where he was?"

"I saw him ride away with a farmer."

James Fox and Hugh exchanged glances. Their suspicions were confirmed.

"Is he in any trouble?" asked Ernest, becoming a questioner in his turn.

"No. For aught I know he may be at the bank."

Ernest looked relieved and for two reasons. He was glad that Luke was not
in trouble. Then he knew that when his disappearance was discovered Luke
would leave no stone unturned to rescue him. It was a comfort to think
that he had a powerful friend outside.

"That will do," said the outlaw. "You may return to Frank."

"How long are you going to keep me here?" asked Ernest anxiously.

"Are you tired of remaining with us?"

There was something in the outlaw's tone that savored of kindness. Ernest
felt that in some way he had ingratiated himself with him.

"I would like my freedom. I am not used to confinement," he said.

"Very natural. I cannot let you go just yet, but I will not allow you to
be harmed. Listen! I shall be away all day probably. Do what you can to
amuse Frank."

"I will. I should be very lonely without him."

"That is a good boy, Hugh," said James Fox, as Ernest left them. "I should
like to keep him with us."

"Why don't you then?"

"I am afraid he would be unhappy."

"I never knew you to take such a liking to a boy before."

"I never have. Indeed I have seldom met any. All my dealings have been
with men. But, Hugh, we must lose no time. We must try to rescue John. It
is no more than he would do for me if our cases were reversed."

"Very well, captain. I am ready to follow wherever you lead."

"I know that, Hugh. You have always been faithful to my brother and
myself."

"I always will be, captain," said Hugh, with a look of loyal devotion.

"I know it. I am sure that we have no better friend than Hugh Humphries."

"You only do me justice, captain. Will you forgive me if I say
something?"

"Say what you please, Hugh."

"What you have said of me is just, but I don't think you can say it of all
in the band."

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