The boys had drawn back to the far end of the haymow to make their plans, so their whispers would not penetrate to the ears of the men. But there was little danger of this, as the storm outside was making too much noise. The three chums from Cresville now worked their way to the edge of the haymow. The men were still below them, Crooked Nose and his companion angrily arguing, while the other man had risen. For the first time Jerry and his chums had a glimpse of the face. “I’ve seen him somewhere before,” decided Jerry. But there was no time then for such speculation. The men must be caught. Poised on the very edge of the haymow, Jerry and his chums waited a moment. They were going to jump down the ten feet and rush at the men. There was a litter of straw below them which would break the force of their leap. “Go!” suddenly whispered Jerry. Three bodies shot over the edge of the haymow, landing with a thud on the barn floor. The men, hearing the noise and feeling the concussion, turned quickly. A sudden motion of one again displaced the coat over the lantern, so that the scene was well lighted. “They’ve got us!” yelled Crooked Nose, and he made a rush, but Jerry Hopkins caught him in his long arms. “Get out the way!” shouted the man who had been begging for a division of the spoils, as he headed for Ned like a football player trying to avoid a tackle. But Ned was used to such tactics. He downed his man hard, the thud shaking the barn. Bob did not have such luck. His man crashed full into him, knocked Bob to one side and then disappeared in some dark recess of the barn. Chunky, somewhat dazed, rose slowly and tried to follow. Meanwhile Jerry and Ned were struggling with the two men they had caught. The outcome was in doubt, for the prisoners were desperate. But the advent of the other soldiers sliding down from the haymow with rifles ready for use, soon settled the matter. “Surrender!” sharply ordered Jerry. “Guess we’ll have to,” sullenly agreed the crooked-nosed man. “Now find the other fellow,” Jerry ordered, when the men had been tied with ropes, which had been found in the barn. But this was more easily said than done. Using the lantern and their electric searchlights the boys hunted through the barn, but the third man was not to be found. “He got away,” said Bob regretfully. “Oh, don’t worry,” returned Jerry consolingly. “We got the two main ones, anyhow. And maybe these fellows will have something on them to tell who the other fellow was.” The prisoners did not answer, but they looked uncomfortable. “Well, this is a good night’s work,” declared Jerry, when he and his chums had a chance to talk matters over. “We’ve got the robber and the firebug, and I guess we can help get back most of the Frenchman’s money and maybe the gold watch and the diamond brooch. They are back in the fire ruins, I imagine.”