"And now we're going too. We'll be safe after this."
At that instant three shots, fired in rapid succession, rang out.
CHAPTER III
JIM'S "ARMY" APPEARS
"Down on your faces!" called the older of the armed men with the
motor party.
"Not necessary," spoke Tom, dryly. "The shots were fired by Jim
Ferrers's army."
"And I missed the pesky critter, too!" spoke Jim's voice, resentfully,
as he showed his head over the edge of the cliff, where three puffs
of smoke slowly ascended.
"Don't show yourself, Jim! Careful!" Reade warned their guide.
"It's all right," declared Ferrers indifferently, as he rose to his
full height, then discovered the path by which Tom had descended.
"The critters took to cover as soon as they heard me making a noise."
With that explanation Ferrers slid rather than walked down into the
gully.
"Where are the rest of your men?" questioned Mr. Dunlop, eagerly.
"I'm all there are," explained Jim, "except one pesky little puffer
of cigarettes.
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