are."

He was feeling in his pocket, and now he brought forth a strip of
cloth, with a knot tied in the middle.

It was a gag, and he started to place it in Anderson Rover's mouth,
when the latter leaped up and began to struggle with all the force he
could command.

"Stop, I tell you!" cried Arnold Baxter softly.

"Stop!" And then, catching up his club once more, he dealt Anderson
Rover another blow, this time directly across the temple. The gentleman
wavered for an instant, gave a deep groan, and fell like a log to the
floor.




CHAPTER IV

A USELESS PURSUIT


Half an hour later Tom awoke with a start. For the moment he could not
tell what had aroused him. Then he remembered hearing the slam of a
door or a window sash.

"Must have been the storm," he told himself, and was about to turn over
and go to sleep when he heard a gun-shot from the direction of the