At that time Bradley's speed might have shown a world record if
it had been set down! He cleared the summit, shouting for assistance
from anyone who might be below, and half rolled down toward the
canyon. Ned fired a few shots and went back to the tent.
"What's the game?" asked Frank, as Ned sat down and roared. "This man
Bradley seems to be It--Tag!"
Ned explained the situation and Frank immediately began taking notes
for a story for his father's newspaper.
"If I had had a motion picture machine here," Frank declared, "I
could have made a fortune out of the films! It was glorious, the way
the old boy tore up the rocks on his way down. Think he'll return?"
"I think he will," was the reply.
"But if he doesn't?"
"Then we shall have to find the boy ourselves, just as we are going
to find the prince! That is the next job, you understand."
"And geezle the man who stole him--that's in the job, isn't it?"
"Nothing said about that, but I hope to get him and have the goods on
him, too. When I present him to the chief he can do whatever he likes
with him."
"But how are you going to get the goods on him?" asked Oliver.
"I'll manage that easily," laughed Ned. "The first thing is to catch
him.
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