"
"I done heah'd ob him," nodded Sambo. "We can settle wid him, too."
"We ought to, for he helped arrest me, and he's to be a witness on the
torpedo matter."
"W'ate's his name---de ahmy man's?" inquired Sambo.
"Prescott. He's---"
The speaker stopped suddenly, looking about him.
"What was that, Tar?" Evarts demanded.
"W'at yo' talkin' 'bout?"
"I heard a noise, and it was right over there," replied Evarts, pointing
to where Tom and Dick lay hidden.
"I didn't heah nuffin'."
"I did, I tell you, and it will have to be looked into," insisted the
ex-foreman, drawing his automatic revolver.
"Go ahaid, den," encouraged Sambo, also drawing his weapon. "Ef anybody
been a-lis'enin', den shoot him full ob holes!"
Evarts darted at the bushes ahead of his companion. Then an exultant yell
came from him.
"Hustle, Tar---and shoot straight! Here are the very people we want---I
caught sight of them!"
"Den watch me!" chuckled Sambo Ebony, flourishing his weapon and dashing
forward in the tracks of Evarts.
There was no time for the chums to rise and dart away.
CHAPTER XXII
MR. BASCOMB HEARS BAD NEWS
When Evarts used the word "people" he employed it only in a general sense.
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