In addition, of course, we
used our code in discussing when you would arrive."
"No, you're wrong," said Bob. "You used the code when you telegraphed
that your father was kidnapped. But, as I recall it, when we spoke by
radio after getting your wire, we all were so excited we never thought
of the code."
Frank nodded agreement. "That's right," he said. "But, anyhow, we
never thought of making it a secret. Perhaps your cook--this Gabby
Pete--said something innocently in town. Or the word got around
somehow."
"Yes, I suppose that's the way it happened," said Jack, dismissing the
subject. "But the question now is, what are we going to do? Shall we,
telephone the county sheriff about this attack on us tonight and about
Remedios? And--what shall we do about father?"
Mr. Temple who had been puffing thoughtfully throughout this
discussion, his head bowed, now looked up, and shook his head in
negation.
"Let's not notify the sheriff," he said. "The minute we bring the
authorities into this, we run the danger of letting our whole story
become known. Then the end which these mysterious enemies of ours
seek will be attained. That is, the government will be drawn into the
situation.
"As to your father, Jack," and Mr.
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