Their own experiences exchanged, their minds turned to the future.
"No chance of that lame duck crawling away," assured Cat, with regard to the man in hiding, "and if he tries it, Hardy will sure wing him."
"We're not sure it's the same man yet," doubted Legs.
"I'd bet the airplane I expect to own some day on it," Cat declared.
"Well, it won't be long before we know, will it?"
"'Bout an hour or two," returned Cat, languidly.
For the last ten minutes, their conversation had been growing more and more forced. Both were worn out, and tired nature was gradually asserting itself.
A few more remarks and then the two yielded completely, their best intentions to hold out shattered. Without interference the garrison, three strong, including Luke, all fast asleep, held the fort until—
