Ned dropped down faster then, and soon heard Frank's
voice.
"Are you alone?" he asked.
"Yes; and you?"
"Bradley and Dode are here."
Bradley moved forward and took Ned by the arm.
"Be careful!" he warned. "Those men would toss dynamite down here and
take their own risk of death if they knew."
"We've had a run for our money!" Frank panted. "We've been
everywhere. The cabin is deserted, and the lower camp and the
counterfeiter cave are bare of life. Bradley caught us following him,
and so we joined with him in his search for Mike III."
"Mike III.," Ned answered, "is up there in the cave with the
abductors, and Mrs. Brady is with him. We've got to act quickly."
"They'll be murdered!" Bradley whispered. "What can we do?"
"They'll be spared for a short time," Ned answered, "but we must be
on the move."
CHAPTER XXV
THE CONFESSION OF A PHOTOGRAPH
"There's a ravine off to the right where the machines may be hidden,"
the clerk said, when the racing automobiles stopped at the foot of
the hills.
"Show the way, then, quick," hastily commanded the leader. "We want
to see what sort of people they are who ride at break-neck speed in
the darkness."
The machines were driven into the ravine referred to, and the secret
service men and the boys secreted themselves in a clump of
undergrowth close to the roadside.
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