"Yes, your brother is waiting to meet you," said Fetter, addressing Joe.
"Then he is also a prisoner?"
"Yes."
Joe's heart sank within him.
"If old Benson was only here!" he muttered.
Still guarding the boys, the desperadoes took their guns and also a pistol the young captain had loaned his brother.
"Now get on your horses," commanded Gilroy. "And mind, if you try to play us foul both of you will get shot."
"Are you going to take us to Captain Moore?" asked Darry.
"Perhaps."
The desperadoes would answer no more questions, and in a few minutes the whole party was off for the cave. Both Darry and Joe wished to leave behind some sort of message which Benson might pick up, but they were watched so closely they could do nothing.
When the cave was gained the boys were told to go inside and keep quiet.
"Joe! and you too, Darry!" cried Captain Moore. "I was afraid of this."
"No wonder we couldn't find you!" said Joe, and told of the hunt he and his cousin had made.
"These rascals are up to some deep game,"
