"You'll have to keep awake until I get back, anyway, Nicolas, and keep
your eyes open," Tom informed the Mexican. "Sambo is at large again, and
I'm afraid he may turn up here."
"I shall know how to take care of him, Senor," grinned the Mexican holding
up his right forefinger.
"That wouldn't help you, this time," Tom retorted dryly. "Mr. Sambo Ebony
has a revolver with him. Don't let him get a shot at you; he'd be only
too glad to even the score. Now, Dick, I guess we'd better get Evarts over
to the jail."
Away started the chums and their prisoner while Nicolas went inside to
warn Harry.
Not so very much later Tom and Dick turned Evarts over to the police in
Blixton. Evarts was locked up on the new charge. The revolver taken from
him was turned over to the police as evidence. The chums also gave their
information that they had overheard the ex-foreman tell the negro that he
intended to jump bail. But the greatest of all was the news of the plot to
rescue the gambler prisoners now in jail.
Then the chums started back to camp.
"I noticed," said Lieutenant Prescott, in a low tone, "that you didn't
mention the conversation between Bascomb and Evarts."
"I hadn't any right to," Tom said simply.
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