built that fence about the works to keep out enemies. And, to
tell the truth, we did! But all that is over--"

"Is it?" asked Mr. Damon pointedly. "Enemy here," added Koku,
flashing the lamplight upon the footprints on the ground.

"Those bootmarks," added Mr. Damon, "are doubtless those of
that fellow who jumped upon the running board of the car."

"Humph! And who robbed me of my wallet," added Tom musingly.
"Well, it might be. And, if so, Koku is right. The enemy has
come."

"Me kill!" exclaimed the giant, stretching himself to his full
height.

"We'll consider the killing later," said Tom, who well knew his
influence with this big fellow. "You are forbidden to kill
anybody, or chase anybody away from here, until I have a talk
with them. Enemy or not--understand?"

"Me understand," said Koku in his deep voice. "Master say--me
do."

"Just the same," Tom said, aside to Mr. Damon, "there has been
somebody around here. I guess Mr. Bartholomew was right. He is
being spied upon. And now that we Swifts are going to try to do
something for him, we are likely to be spied upon too."

"Bless my statue of Nathan Hale!" murmured the eccentric