on the lookout for any sign of Axtell, though they hardly expected to
find him in the vicinity of the projectile.

Taking the road, on which Dick Johnson said he had encountered the man,
the two lads and Andy proceeded, making inquiries from time to time of
persons they met. But no one had seen Axtell, and the insane man, for
such he seemed to be, appeared to have dropped out of sight.

On into the village the searchers went, and there they reported matters
to the chief of police, telling him only so much as was necessary to
give him an understanding of the situation.

"I'll send a couple of my best constables right out on the case," said
the chief. "We've just appointed two new ones, and I guess they'll be
glad to arrest somebody."

"Let them look out that this fellow doesn't drug them and carry them
away," cautioned Mark.

"Oh, I guess my constables can look out for theirselves," spoke the
chief proudly.

Once more the trailers sallied forth to renew their search. They
thought perhaps they might find their man lingering in the town, but a
search through the principal streets did not disclose him, and Mark
proposed that they return to their home for the night, as he was tired
and weary from his experience in the deserted house.

As they were turning out of the town, their attention was attracted by
a disturbance on the street just ahead of them. A woman screamed, and