I had placed myself by Davenport's side, awaiting the signal for attack. As Bob spoke, he caught Davenport by the shoulders and pulled him backwards, while at the same instant I seized him around the legs and gripped with all my force.

Jimmy and de Beaupre had meanwhile dashed upon Lawrence with equal success. The suddenness of our actions had taken them by surprise, and having had no chance for resistance, they were helpless in our grasp and sprawling on their backs like two turtles.

Davenport made one last furious effort, exclaiming, “Shut up, Rutherford; don't fool about!” but Bob did not trouble to vouchsafe a reply and brought all his superior strength to play. In a few minutes we succeeded in securely fastening our captives' wrists together with the strap. This done, it was a work of little trouble to pass his belt 'round Davenport's ankles and buckle it tightly.

This left us free to go to the assistance of Blackie and the Duke who, although they were able to hold Lawrence firmly, had not yet been successful in tying him. With our aid, however, this was short work, and in very quick time, the two lay bound hand and foot and completely at our mercy.

The other chaps had stood looking on all this time without saying a word, but evidently not at all displeased at the new turn affairs had taken.

“These chaps have had a monopoly of this cocking business up to now,” said Bob, with an exasperating smile at the prisoners. “It is only right that there should be a little variety sometimes. I'm sure you have no objection, Davenport, nor you either, Lawrence, have you?”

“You have taken us at a disadvantage,” cried Davenport angrily. “These straps are hurting too!”

“Oh no,” said Bob, “I'm sure that is only your fancy. Well, are you quite ready? If so, we will go on.”

Davenport knitted his brow and bit his lips, but Rutherford still kept the same calm and slightly mocking smile on his lips.