“That was Koku’s voice,” replied Tom, “and I guess he was chasing after some one.”

“They’ll need help if that giant gets hold of them,” spoke Mr. Period solemnly, while the noise outside increased in volume.

CHAPTER IV — HELD FAST

“Here, Tom!  Come back!  Where are you going?” cried aged Mr. Swift, as his son started toward the window.

“I’m going to see what’s up, and who it is that Koku is chasing,” replied the young inventor.

As he spoke he opened the window, which went all the way down to the floor.  He stepped out on a small balcony, put his hand on the railing, and was about to leap over.  Back of him was his father, Mr. Period and Ned.

“Come back!  You may get hurt!” urged Mr. Swift.  He had aged rapidly in the last few months, and had been obliged to give up most of his inventive work.  Naturally, he was very nervous about his son.

“Don’t worry, dad; replied the youth.  “I’m not in much danger when Koku is around.”

“That’s right, agreed the moving picture man.  “I’d sooner have that giant look after me than half a dozen policemen.”

The noise had now grown fainter, but the sound of the pursuit could still be heard.  Koku was shouting in his hearty tones, and there was the noise of breaking twigs as the chase wound in and out of the garden shrubbery.

Tom paused a moment, to let his eyes get somewhat used to the darkness.  There was a crescent moon, that gave a little light, and the snow on the ground made it possible to notice objects fairly well.

“See anything?” asked Ned, as he joined his chum on the balcony.

“No, but I’m going to have a closer look.  Here goes!” and Tom leaped to the ground.

“I’m with you,” added Ned, as he followed.

Then came another voice, shouting: 

“Dat’s de way!  Catch him!  I’se comm’, I is!  Ef we gits him we’ll tie him up, an’ let Boomerang walk on him!”

“Here comes Eradicate,” announced Tom, with a look back toward his chum, and a moment later the aged colored man, who had evidently started on the chase with Koku, but who had been left far behind, swung totteringly around the corner of the house.

“Did ye cotch him, Massa Tom?” asked Eradicate.  “Did ye cotch de raskil?”

“Not yet, Rad.  But Koku is after him.  Who was he, and what did he do?”

“Didn’t do nuffin yit, Massa Tom, ’case as how he didn’t git no chance,” replied the colored man, as he hurried along as rapidly as he could beside the two youths.  “Koku and I was too quick for him.  Koku an’ me was a-sittin’ in my shack, sort of talkin’ togedder, when we hears a racket neah de chicken house.  I’se mighty partial t’ de chickens, an’ I didn’t want nobody t’ ’sturb ‘em.  Koku was jes’ de same, an’ when we hears dat noise, up we jumps, an’ gits t’ chasm.’  He runned dis way, an’ us was arter him, but land lub yo’, ole Eradicate ain’t so spry as he uster be an’ Koku an’ de chicken thief got ahead ob me.  Leastwise he ain’t no chicken thief yit, ’case as how he didn’t git in de coop, but he meant t’ be one, jes’ de same.”