"No sir, I'm Jack Ranger, from Denton, and these are friends of mine," and Jack mentioned their names. "Well, suppose I say we haven't Mr. Tevis's address," spoke Mr. Snell. "I was told it could be obtained here," Jack insisted. "If it could be, under certain conditions, are you able to fulfill those conditions?" asked the cashier. "If you mean this, yes," replied Jack, showing his queer ring. "Where did you get that?" asked Mr, Snell "It's a long story," Jack said. "The last time I got it was when I recovered it from a burglar. But we have another. Show him yours, John." The Indian student exhibited the odd gold emblem with the pine tree tracing on the moss agate. Mr. Snell looked at both circlets critically without saying anything. He glanced at the lettering inside. "I don't believe I am in a position to give you Mr. Tevis's address," he said slowly. "What?" cried Jack. "After all our journey." "Show him the card," said John, in a whisper. Jack pulled from his pocket the curious bit of cardboard he had secured from Mr. Liggins. At the sight of it the cashier uttered an exclamation. He got up and closed the door leading to the bank corridor. "That settles it!" he exclaimed. "Your credentials are all right. Wait a minute." He pressed a button on his desk. A short, stockily built man entered the room. "Perkins, you may feed the red cow," the cashier said gravely. "Yes sir," replied Perkins, as calmly as though he had been told to hand over the city directory. "And whisper to her that the goats have come," the cashier went on, at which Perkins turned and left the room. "Now boys I am ready for you," said Mr. Snell, and Jack related as much of the matter as he thought might have a bearing on his search. "I can give you Mr. Tevis's address," the cashier went on. "You must excuse my caution, but, as you doubtless know, there have been strange doings in connection with that land deal. So you are Jack Ranger?" "That's me. But now where can I find Orion Tevis and learn where my father is?" "I'm afraid you're going to have trouble," Mr. Snell went on. "All we know is that Mr. Tevis lives somewhere on a wild tract of land among the mountains about one hundred miles from Fillmore." "Fillmore, that's where we have to go to get to Denville," said Nat "So it is," Jack murmured. "You see Mr. Tevis is a rather peculiar individual and surrounds himself with many safeguards," Mr. Snell went on. "We were only to give his address to those who brought the rings and the card. I was at first afraid you were impostors, as there have been several such. We are also required to send Mr. Tevis word as soon as any one comes here, bearing the proper emblems, and seeking him. You heard what I said to that man a while ago. It was a code message to be transmitted to Mr. Tevis." "But if you know where to send him a message, why can't you tell us how to reach him?" asked Jack.