"No danger of that slipping loose if she tries to push out," remarked Elmer.
Mark gave several additional pulls downward at the upper end of the log, to make it still firmer.
"I"ll just wager," he said, finally, "that n.o.body, man or woman, could open that door now from the inside."
"How about the window?" asked Lil Artha.
"You might manage to crawl through that small opening, but that broad-beamed woman, never," declared the scout master, positively.
"Then we"ve got our wild bird safely caged."
"Looks like it, for the time being, anyhow," was the way Elmer replied.
"Say, see here, you don"t seem to go very strong on the jail business.
What"s on your mind now, Elmer?" and Lil Artha confronted the other as he spoke, lifting a reproachful finger at him.
"Well, there"s many a slip between the cup and the lip, you know."
"Oh, rats! Get down to business, Elmer. What might happen to upset our plans?" asked the tall scout.
"One of the men might return."
"And of course throw down the log and liberate our prisoner. But between you and me and the lamp-post, Elmer, I don"t believe that"s going to happen. "Cause why? Well, it"s my honest belief that this Italiano woman"s got all the nerve there is in that crowd. The men are cowards."
"I"m rather of the same opinion, Artha," remarked Elmer. "And I"ve thought that same thing more than once when watching some of them in their settlement."
"But how about your other reason, Elmer?" asked Lil Artha. "Suppose now the men don"t come, what danger is there of her getting out? D"ye expect she could burrow under the walls like we did once up at that old lumber camp?"
"Perhaps. But I was thinking of another thing. Notice how poorly this shack is put together? Why, if that Amazon got on the rampage and just took a notion, I believe she could bring the whole business down in ruins about her head."
"Wow, I guess she could, Elmer!" remarked the tall boy, nodding his head, "just like Samson did long ago when he yanked the temple down, and kicked the bucket himself, with all his enemies. But I don"t think this dull-witted creature"s got sense enough for that; do you?"
"Perhaps not. I hope she won"t, anyhow, because I mean to leave you and Mark here to guard our prisoner while I"m gone," said Elmer.
"Oh, I see, you want to join the rest of the troop. Perhaps you"ve got a hunch they might be needing you about now?" Lil Artha observed.
"One thing I know, and that is they"ve left the low ground and gone up the side of the mountain."
"I guessed that myself when I heard some of the fellers callin" up yonder. So it stands to reason they"ve lost the trail among the rocks,"
Lil Artha went on.
"I expect as much," Elmer said, "and you know that since the men carried Nat Scott away with them we"ve just got to find them sooner or later."
"But why d"ye suppose now they"d be so pesky mean as to climb the hill?"
demanded the tall scout.
"Oh, perhaps they guessed it would be harder for anyone to track them up there," Elmer answered.
"Yes, that"s so," Mark put in; "or it might be they know of some fine cave up yonder where they can hide. You often run across caves, big and little, on stony hills."
Elmer seemed to agree with this suggestion, for he nodded his head after Mark had advanced it.
"Do you think you can manage?" he asked.
"Well, we"d be a pretty pair of scouts, wouldn"t we now, if we failed to make good on a job like this?" scoffed Lil Artha.
He threw his staff over his shoulder, gun fashion, and began tramping up and down before the door of the hidden shack, just as though he were a military sentry on duty.
"I guess you"ll do all right, Lil Artha," laughed Elmer.
"Before you go, Elmer," said Mark, "please tell us just why you believe these Italians haven"t meant to hurt our chum Nat."
"Well, I just seem to feel it in my bones, and that"s about all I can say," returned the other. "I"m more convinced now than ever that it"s going to turn out only a silly mistake on their part. Perhaps they"ve been doing something here that"s against the law, and the sight of our uniforms threw them into a panic. They"ve carried Nat off with them just so he couldn"t give the alarm, and bring the rest down on "em."
"Counterfeiting, perhaps," suggested Mark. "Seems to me I"ve heard that the Italians are pretty smart at that sort of thing."
"Well, I don"t imagine it"s anything as serious as that," Elmer replied.
"Then tell us what you _do_ think," demanded Lil Artha.
"You _will_ force my hand, will you?" laughed Elmer.
"It"s only fair to tell us," pleaded the tall scout.
"Well, all right, seeing that I"m more than ever convinced I"m on the right track. Here, smell that, both of you and tell me what it reminds you of."
He thrust the queer, sharp-pointed knife that had been taken from the woman into the hand of Lil Artha.
That individual immediately raised it to his nose, took one good smell, and made a wry face.
"Ugh! rank fishy odor, all right!" he declared.
"Then look back a bit, Lil Artha," Elmer continued. "Don"t you remember that in the mill and cottage we discovered a strong fishy smell when we tried to investigate that underground place?"
"You"re right, we did," a.s.sented the tall scout; "it made me feel a bit squeamish, too, for if there"s one thing I can"t stomach it"s rank fish.
Ugh!"
"I see what you"re leading up to, Elmer," announced Mark, briskly, "and I must say it looks as if there might be a whole lot of truth in it, too."
"These Italians are often fishermen. A cousin of mine once told me that along the Gulf coast and around New Orleans the whole fishing industry lies in their hands," Elmer went on.
"Then you believe this bunch is getting fish out of Munsey mill pond, and selling them, perhaps over in Scarsdale?" said Mark.
"They are netting fish illegally, I imagine," Elmer answered. "That would explain their alarm. Perhaps the game warden has been around and threatened to have them hauled in if they didn"t take warning. And ever since that time they"ve been on the nervous lookout."
"Gee, I bet you now that"s what it means, fellows!" declared Lil Artha, filled with new enthusiasm, as he grasped the startling idea advanced by the scout master.
"And I never saw so many big frogs as there are around here," Elmer went on.