"Five Rovers, and all from New York City," muttered one of the men, and gazed knowingly at his companion.
"Four of them were nothing but kids," returned the other. "It"s only the man who counts, and his name seems to be Richard Rover."
"Do you think he is the same Rover?"
"I shouldn"t wonder, Tate. That name isn"t a common one. However, we had better make sure before we make another move."
Andy and Fred were the first to get through washing up, and then they came downstairs to take a look around before going into the dining-room with the others for supper. They came out on the hotel porch, and were surveying the scene before them when the two men who had inspected the hotel register lounged up to them.
"Well, what do you think of our town?" questioned one of them pleasantly.
"I haven"t seen enough of it to form an opinion," answered Fred.
"It will take us a week or two, I suppose, to take in all the sights,"
came from Andy, with a grin.
"It might take you a week or two if you went on foot through the mud,"
answered the second man. And then he continued: "I suppose you came from a distance, eh?"
"We came from New York."
"Going to invest in some oil wells, I suppose?" remarked the first man who had spoken, and he smiled broadly.
"That depends on how we find things here," answered Fred. "You see, my uncle is interested in a tract of land they say has oil on it. Of course he"ll want to make an investigation before he goes ahead."
"Is that man who is with you your uncle?"
"Yes."
"Is the tract of land he is interested in near here?" questioned the second man.
"I don"t know how close it is to this town."
"What"s the tract called? If you don"t know exactly where it is, perhaps we can help you locate it."
"It"s the Lorimer Spell tract," answered Fred innocently. He thought the men were just asking out of idle curiosity.
"Oh, I see." The man frowned and looked at his companion.
"Do you know anything about that tract?"
"Oh, I"ve heard of it. It"s up on the north side of the town. I understand Spell was shot during the war," the man continued, looking at the boys.
"He was," answered Andy. "And he left all his property to my Uncle d.i.c.k, who once saved his life."
"Oh, that"s it, is it!" cried one of the men. "Seems to me I heard something about that. Your uncle played the regular hero act."
"As I said before, he saved Lorimer Spell"s life, and did it at the risk of his own. It was in the midst of one of the fiercest fights."
At this moment Jack and Randy came rushing down the stairs and out on the porch of the hotel in great excitement.
"We just saw somebody up the street!" exclaimed Jack. "And who do you think it was? Gabe Werner!"
CHAPTER XX
PLOTTING AGAINST d.i.c.k ROVER
"Gabe Werner!"
"Where is he?"
"Up the street," answered Randy. "Come on after him."
"Who"s the man you are after?" questioned one of the men who had been interviewing Andy and Fred.
"He"s a young fellow who once went to a military academy with us. He"s a regular bully and did something for which he ought to be locked up," was Fred"s reply, and then he rushed down into the street, following his three cousins.
"How can Gabe Werner be down here?" questioned Andy. "Why, we left him in New York City!"
"I can"t help that, Andy. It was Werner just as sure as I am standing here. I just happened to glance out of the window and saw him crossing the roadway. He turned his face straight toward me, and I couldn"t help but recognize him."
"Where did he go?"
"I"ll point out the place when we get there."
By this time the four Rovers had left the boardwalk and were plowing along on the side of the road through mud that varied from an inch to six inches in depth. They had started to run, but were soon compelled to slow up.
"Gee, this is something fierce!" panted Andy.
"Oh, you cinder path!" chanted his twin. "Wouldn"t you like to do a hundred-yard dash on this road?"
"It"s not much farther," announced Jack. "I saw him heading for that shack yonder."
The place he mentioned was a small building erected of rough boards, with a galvanized roof. They neared the shack to find two men sitting before it on a log smoking their pipes. They appeared somewhat startled.
"Did a young fellow just pa.s.s this way?" questioned Jack quickly.
The two men looked at the Rovers curiously, and then one shook his head.
"Don"t think he did, Stranger. I didn"t see anybody, did you, Tom?"
"No," was the positive answer.
By the look on their faces Jack felt that the men were not telling the truth. Yet what he was to do he did not know.