"Good!" exclaimed Garrick. "At last we are on a hot trail!"
CHAPTER XXI
THE SIEGE OF THE BANDITS
As we watched from the top of the hill, I wondered what Garrick's
next move was to be. Surely he would not attempt to investigate
the place yet. In fact, there seemed to be nothing that could be
done now, as long as it was day-light, for any movement in this
half-open country would have been viewed with suspicion by the
occupants of the little house in the valley, whoever they might
be.
We could not help viewing the place with a sort of awe. What
secrets did the cottage hide, nestled down there in the valley
among these green hills? Often I had heard that the gunmen of New
York, when hard pressed, sought refuge in the country districts
and mountains within a few miles of the city. There was something
incongruous about it. Nature seemed so perfectly peaceful here
that it was the very antithesis of those sections of the city in
which he had found the gunman, whoever he was, indulging in
practically every crime and vice of decadent civilization.
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