As they arrived, unseen, they were in time to see the late fighting men clamber into their automobiles.

Hawkins could be heard giving directions for the further search for Reade and Hazelton.
Then the cars started away.
"What do you reckon ?" demanded Jeff, looking at Bodson.
"I reckon some of Duff's crowd slipped out of the fight, got the two youngsters, and slipped away with them," Bodson answered.
"Then it was Duff--he was one of 'em," returned Jeff, with a strong conviction.

"From what I've seen of Duff to-night he'd rather do a running trick than a fighting one." "It would take two to carry both youngsters away.

Who was the other one ?" Rafe wondered aloud.
"Most likely the fellow who'd mind Duff best." "That must mean poor George Ashby." "Let's slip into the gully and see what we can find." One fact learned in the gully astonished both investigators.

Despite the volleys that had been fired no dead or wounded men lay about.