"Rangers?"
"Yes. He admitted in his questioning of Ned that he thought we were
Rangers, or that we had been employed by the Rangers to run him down.
That is why he sought to kill us."
"But surely you assured him we were not," protested Professor Zepplin.
"Little stock did he take in our assurances," scoffed Ned. "You might
as well talk to the wind."
"But what are we going to do with him, boys?"
"I have thought of that," replied Tad. "It is my idea that he is a
bad man. He must be, else the Rangers would not be looking for him.
He has proved that he is a dangerous customer to be at large---"
"Yes, he's large, all right," mumbled Stacy. "As I was saying, it
seems to me to be our duty to turn him over to the officers of the law."
"Where?"
"I don't know. Is there any town near here?"
"Some twenty miles to the southeast, I believe," answered the professor.
"Then that is where we must take him."
"We may find, then, that we have made a mistake," objected the professor,
still doubtful about the wisdom of the course proposed by Tad Butler.
"Then we will make a complaint against him ourselves," answered Tad
firmly. "I don't propose to let him off after what he has done. Why,
were we to let that man go our lives wouldn't be worth a cent. He
would shoot us before the night was over. No, Professor, he must be
held prisoner until we can get him to town.
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