"I never have. Indeed, I have seldom met any. All my dealings have been with men. But, Hugh, we must lose no time. We must try to rescue John, if possible. It is no more than he would do for me, if our cases were reversed." "Very well, captain. I am ready to follow wherever you lead." "I know that, Hugh. You have always been faithful to my brother and myself." "I always will be, captain," said Hugh, with a look of loyal devotion. "I know it. I am sure that we have no better friend than Hugh Humphries." "You only do me justice, captain. Will you forgive me if I say something?" "Say what you please, Hugh." "What you have said of me is just, but I don't think you can say it of all in the band." "Is there any one whom you suspect? If so, it is your duty to tell me." "I don't take much stock in Peter Longman." "I am afraid you are suspicious, Hugh." "Not without cause. I have noticed some things about him that I don't like. I think he is quite capable of turning against you." "I have never remarked anything of the sort, but I know you would not speak without cause. Tell me what you want me to do." "Only to be on your guard. Don't trust Peter as you trust me." "I never have. And now have you any suggestions to make?" "You might visit this farmer who helped the Quaker arrest your brother." "It may be a good plan. Who is the farmer?" "His name is Ezekiel Mason." "I know where he lives. He is the last man I should suppose would be capable of such mischief." "He could have done nothing without the Quaker's help." "Very well, we will take the farm on the way. Still I don't know that we shall learn anything beyond what we already know." Before leaving the cave they disguised themselves as farm workmen. In this dress they approached the farm-house, but there was something that diverted them from their original purpose and led them to keep their distance. Sitting on the portico was a tall man dressed as a Quaker. "That's the man!" Said Hugh, quickly. "That's the man who drove up to the jail last evening with your brother." James Fox looked at him closely. "It is best to let sleeping dogs lie," he said. "We will push on to the jail." CHAPTER XIX. A DAY IN THE CAVE. Meanwhile Ernest was left in the cave with Frank. He had been brought in blindfolded, and was therefore ignorant as to the entrance or exit. He thought he might, without arousing the boy's suspicion, seek information from him on these points. "Are there many rooms here, Frank?" he asked. "Oh, a good many," answered the boy. "Have you been in many?" "I have been around with papa." "I should like to go round," said Ernest. "Suppose we take a little walk." "I'll go with you. I should be afraid to go alone." "Does Juba ever go out?" "Yes; she sometimes goes out to get things." "Do you know where she goes?" "No." "Then you never went with her." "I went once, but papa does not like to have me go out." "Let us go about a little."