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“Land’s sakes! Layin’ here naked, boy?”,“Oh, that? Well, that’s—that’s nothing.”,What was to be done? There seemed no answer. At last an idea came to Bob. “Go quick,” he said to the Indian, “get help! Bring a gun. Perhaps we can shoot him! I’ll stay here and watch. You can go quicker than I. Hurry!”,“Too bad,” grunted the Indian as they walked on. “But you no tell him ’bout Miguel. Why not?”,Jerry King, who was supposed to be up country on a map-making expedition, was back and meeting a Mexican in a place that must have been agreed upon before.,“Hev ye ben doin’ suthin’ bad? Dassn’t ye go git yer things?”,“If it only doesn’t leak,” said Jerry, “it will be all right.”,Of course there were several boys hanging around there—Aaron, Stephen, and Carl. Otherwise not even a cat was to be seen. Streets and wharf were deserted in the quiet noon hour. Mrs. Lind sat nodding upon the deck. Nils lounged on some bags at the front of the boat, amusing himself making faces. Mr. Lind was probably up in the town doing errands.,Bob mingled with the crowd and finally drifted into the moving picture show. His mind was busy with his problem and he did not pay as much attention as usual to the scenes that were flashed before him on the screen. He became aware, however, even in the dim light, that directly in front of him sat an Indian, seemingly alone. A little to the left were a crowd of Mexicans, who, from their boisterous behavior, seemed to have been able to smuggle some whiskey into the camp, which, of course, was absolutely forbidden on a Government job.,Then, in a flash, he knew he wasn’t beaten! Far from it. As he yanked off his coat he muttered savagely to himself.,“Yes. I thought it was an awfully long time since you had seen me.”,He was trapped!.