If there's an alarm I'll open fire with the three rifles and cover the escape." Handing the rifles to the Panther, the two slipped forward.

It was a grateful task to Ned.

Again his heart swelled with wrath as he saw the dark figures of the bound men lying on the ground in the rain.

He remembered the one who was youthful of face like himself and he sought him.

As he approached he made out a figure lying in a strained position, and he was sure that it was the captive lad.