Several men were observed moving about a small tent that had been set up, and in the light of lanterns Tom and Ned counted five separate figures. They crept near enough to overhear some of the talk. “Well, Blodgett, what’s the next move?” some one asked. Tom nudged Ned. “That’s the man Mary heard spoken of,” he whispered. “He’s the one who was going to ‘fix things.’” “He seems to have done so,” murmured Ned grimly. “Listen!” “Well, we might as well divide the stuff and separate,” came the answer to the one who had asked Blodgett the question. And at the sound of this voice Tom whispered: “That’s Barsky. I’m sure of it!” “Sounds like him!” agreed Ned. “The plot is thickening!” They listened further. “Yes,” went on the man who had suggested dividing the loot, “I tried the old man on the telephone, but he got wise and tried to catch me by sending some one to another telephone to trace the call. I don’t think he succeeded, however. If we could sell him the stuff back we might make more than by separating it. But since he won’t deal with us we’ll have to do something else.” “We want our shares!” exclaimed another voice, and at the sound of it Ned started. “What’s the matter?” asked Tom. “I should know who that is,” was the answer. “The voice is familiar. I’m trying to think where I’ve heard it before.” There was some further talk among the thieves. “What are we going to do, Tom?” asked Ned, after a while. “Stay here on night watch for a while,” was the answer. “If we get a chance we’ll slip in and take away the chest. I want to get it back before they start dividing the papers. If that happens I may lose some of them forever. Those fellows will likely get careless and not keep guard all night. That will give us the chance we want. Koku can pick up the chest and carry it away for us. We’ll stay here and watch for a while.” It was about an hour later, while still keeping watch, that Ned caught a glimpse of a figure moving about the bandit camp. The man limped slightly, and as he was carrying a lantern Ned saw his elbow thrown out in a peculiar way. “Renwick Fawn!” he exclaimed. “Now I know whose voice that was! It was that of the man who unjustly accused my father of taking the Liberty Bonds! Renwick Fawn is among those who robbed you, Tom!” “Whew!” whistled the young inventor. “I should say the plot is thickening!” CHAPTER XXV THE ROUND-UP TOM SWIFT felt that he was on the verge of several important discoveries, now that he had located the scoundrels in the blue machine. The knowledge that Renwick Fawn was among them was startling. So was the information that Blodgett and Barsky were one and the same person.