"There they are at last!" he cried, pointing at the party.

Old King Brady was startled.

He saw them the next moment.

"Come on!" he cried.

Off on a run they went, and passed out on the bridge.

The fugitives were half way over the structure and two of the men who were
wounded in the legs were limping painfully.

Rushing up behind them noiselessly, Harry and his partner each grasped a
man by the neck.




CHAPTER XV.

PUMPING A PRISONER.


"Gentlemen, you are our prisoners!" cried Harry.

The bursting of a bomb could not have startled the smugglers more.

With cries of affright, they glanced around and seeing who was attacking