there Tom and Songbird gave all the details of how they had fallen in with Peter Poll.
"I suppose those rough characters make him do all sorts of dirty work," said Fred. "The boy isn't really responsible."
After a long consultation, it was decided to leave the neighborhood and move to the other side of Red Rock ranch. This would tend to throw the enemy off the trail, if the dolt should go back and relate what had occurred.
"Dis vos gitting so interesting like a story book," was Hans' comment. "I only vish I could see der last page alretty!"
"We all wish that," laughed Tom. "Then we'd know if the villain dies and the girl marries the millionaire," and this sally brought forth a short laugh.
The things were packed rapidly, and soon they were on horseback and leading the steeds Sam and Dick had ridden. They had to ford the stream where the dolt had been captured, and here the horses obtained a refreshing drink.
"Some day I suppose this whole forest will fall before the woodman's ax," remarked Songbird. "Too bad!" and then he murmured to himself:
Will strike full many a blow,
And as the chips go flying fast
He'll lay these giants low,
