muttered.
âWell, they canât come out here to tonight,â the seedy man went on. âI called the car rental agency and they were all out of transportation. But the Hardys just might show up here in a day or two and snoop around.â
âBy that time weâll be rid of Jenson,â Stiller assured him. âAnd weâll destroy any incriminating evidence before tomorrow morning. I agree. We canât be careful enough. These guys are pretty smart. I still donât know how they got out of the Australian Arms Hotel without our seeing them!â
âAnd what gave them the idea to come to Alice Springs?â Bruno asked. âI know Jenson had no chance to leave word when Jim and I took him out of that fleabag hotel on Wallaby Drive. He was so doped he couldnât have written his own name, even if he had had a piece of paper.â
âMaybe they just guessed,â Bruno suggested.
âI donât know,â Cutler said. âI have a bad feeling about this. Stiller, youâd better burn the lists of clients. The stuff about our previous kidnap-pings and the smuggling job could send us all up for life. Also, for as long as weâre still here, weâll post a guard down at the road.â
The Hardys listened outside the window with bated breath. Chet felt a cramp in one of his legs. He turned to place his weight on the other leg, stepped on a twig, and made a slight rustling noise.
Those inside looked in the direction of the sound. âWhatâs going on?â Cutler snarled.
âMaybe someoneâs outside the window!â Mrs. Cutler cried. âSomebody might be spying on us!â
She rushed across the room to the window, while the boys ducked around the corner in the nick of time. Mrs. Cutler lifted the lamp and thrust it through the opening. Leaning out, she surveyed the area for a minute or two. Finally she pulled her head in, put the lamp down, and said, âNobodyâs there. It must have been the wind blowing through the bushes.â
The boys tiptoed back to the window as Cutler turned toward the gang. âWhat about our new manâthe one guarding Jenson?â
âHeâs okay,â Bruno declared. âI recruited him myself.â
The boys felt their hearts pounding with fear as they listened to the criminals. Frank plucked Joeâs and Chetâs sleeves and motioned to them to move back from the window. They stopped near the fence where they had sneaked in.
âWeâve got to help Dr. Jenson!â Frank urged.
âHow?â Chet queried. âWe donât know where theyâre holding him. Could be anywhere in the farmhouse from the basement to the attic.â
âWeâll have to climb into the house and search it,â Joe suggested.
Frank agreed. âLetâs case the place and see if thereâs a way in. I tell you what. Iâll scout the fence and see if thereâs an escape route. You two circle the ranch house in opposite directions and check the windows and doors. Weâll meet here in a few minutes and compare notes.â
âRight,â Joe said. âCome on, Chet.â
The pair went off into the darkness while Frank walked up to the fence and began following the strands of wire to guide himself around the perimeter of the yard. About every twenty-five feet he came to a post, but there was no break in the fence until he reached the gate in front. It was fastened by a chain and a padlock, but no guard was at the gate as yet.
âThey must think no one but the gang will ever get out here,â he thought. He continued around the fence to the place where they had sneaked in.
Joe, meanwhile, had gone to the left of the house. His path took him to a cellar door, a sloping wooden oblong obviously covering a small flight of stairs to the basement. Taking hold of the metal handle, Joe strove to lift the door. It was locked!
Farther on he passed a pickup truck and a station
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