here anyone whom you suspect?"

"I don't take much stock in Peter Longman."

"I am afraid you are suspicious, Hugh."

"Not without cause. I have noticed some things about him that I don't
like. I think he is quite capable of turning against you."

"I have never remarked anything of the sort, but I know you would not
speak without cause. Tell me what you want me to do."

"Only to be on your guard. Don't trust Peter as you trust me."

"I never have. And now have you any suggestions to make?"

"You might visit this farmer who helped the Quaker arrest your brother."

"It may be a good plan. Who is the farmer?"

"His name is Ezekiel Mason."

"I know where he lives. He is the last man I should suppose would be
capable of such mischief."

"He could have done nothing without the Quaker's help."

"Very well, we will take the farm on the way. Still I don't know that we
shall learn anything beyond what we already know."

Before leaving the cave they disguised themselves as farm workmen. In this
dress they approached the farmhouse, but there was something that diverted
them from their original purpose and led them to keep their distance.

Sitting on the portico was a tall man dressed as a Quaker.

"That's the man!" said Hugh quickly. "That's the man who drove up to the
jail last evening with your brother."

James Fox looked at him closely.

"It is best to let sleeping dogs lie," he said. "We will push on to the
jail."

CHAPTER XIX

LIVING WITH THIEVES

Meanwhile Ernest was left in the cave with Frank. He had been brought in
blindfolded and was therefore ignorant as to the entrance or exit. He
thought he might, without arousing the boy's suspicion, seek information
from him on these points.

"Are there many rooms here, Frank?" he asked.

"Oh, a good many," answered the boy.

"Have you been in many?"

"I have been around with papa."

"I should like to go around," said Ernest. "Suppose we take a little
walk."

The boy was quite ready to accept any suggestion from Ernest. So he took
his hand and they went from the main room farther into the cavern.

Ernest found that only the portion near the entrance had been furnished.
Beyond there was a large amount of empty space. Here and there a small
light revealed trunks and boxes arranged without regard to regularity.
These, Ernest conjectured, contained stolen articles which had accumulated
during the years in which the dreaded outlaws had been a powe