Jack Benson's wrists were handcuffed tightly together.

Now M. Lemaire leaped up, looking down gloatingly at the boy.

"Benson, you young fool," scoffed the Frenchman, "since you refuse to
be treated as a friend, you shall know what it is to have us for your
enemies. You deem it easy to laugh at us--to call us names! Bah!
You will soon be glad to beg from us! Your hours of misery are now
before you--perhaps days of torment that shall end in madness. Defy
us? Balk our plans? Pouf? How little you know of the people with
whom you have now to dealt."

Then, at a sign from Lemaire, Gaston threw himself upon Benson's legs,
swiftly binding the ankles together. This done, Lemaire himself added
a gag to Jack's mouth that shut off the last chance of making a sound.

This done, the two men bore Captain Jack to the larger auto, while
Mlle. Nadiboff, chuckling softly, covered him completely under robes.




CHAPTER XI

JACK'S FRIENDS DO SOME FAST GUESSING


"So that's the kind of people they are?" Jacob Farnum smiled softly as
Reporter Hennessy finished repeating the information volunteered by Mr.