The order was unnecessary, for the Yorkers were too much frightened to think of escaping. When the camp was reached Ethan Allen gave orders for the Garvans, father and son, to be arrested and brought to the camp. Peleg Sunderland told how the rescue had been accomplished, but when he gave Zeb's version of the affair Allen shook his head and told his friends of the arch treachery of the elder Garvan, whatever his son might say to the contrary. Before morning Zeke Garvan and his hopeful son, Zeb, were prisoners at the camp of the Mountain Boys. Zeke expected to be shot, and whimpered like a child. His son, Zeb, was brave, and showed that death had no terrors for him. There was a sort of bulldog courage about him which won the admiration of even his enemies. He faced the Mountain Boys with a defiance which seemed to mean: "What are you going to do about it?" When Allen asked him why he had been so treacherous, he laughed as though the question was a good joke. "I worsted the enemy, didn't I?" "What do you mean?" Zeb screwed up his mouth as though about to whistle, then suddenly changed and burst into another laugh. "Come, my boy, we do not make war on boys, so tell me your motive." "Shall I?" "It will be for your advantage, and your father----" "Don't mention him. Let every tub stand on its own bottom, my father always taught me. Talk about me, if you like, but leave dad alone." "Then, for your own sake, tell me why you did it. Did others prompt you?" "I don't know what you mean by prompt, but if you mean did anyone tell me to do it, I say no. I thought of it all by myself, and I made a bargain with father, which he didn't keep; but he was a long time before he saw it as I did." "Tell all your story, and leave the rest to me." "Well, you see, father wanted money----" "Ah! so money stands before country?" "Let me tell my story." "Go on, I will not interrupt you again." "You had better not if you want to hear what I have to say. I said father wanted money, and as the Yorkers wanted you, and offered a big sum of good money for your capture, why, I suggested to father that he get the reward. Now, don't wince; wait until you have heard all. So I got father to agree, and then you were invited to supper. I had gone for the soldiers, and there you were trapped as nicely as any bear in the mountains. Well, when you were secured I put up dad to ask when he would get the reward, and he was told he would have to go to Albany for it, and I found that he could get the reward even if you were rescued, so I wanted to make myself solid with the boys, and I came and told them which way you would be taken, and how to rescue you. So if you will let us go we shall get the reward, but the Yorkers won't get you." Zeb spoke with such a feeling of exultation that Allen had to laugh. "So you tried to please both parties?" "Well, yes; but if ye don't get the money we shan't be pleased with the result." "Have you told me the truth?"