CHAPTER VII.
ARRESTED IN ROCKLAND.
There were some indignant lads on board the White Wings.
"A regular case of piracy!" declared Diamond. "If we had not been too much for that gang, they would have seized the boat."
"Sure," nodded Hodge, whose eyes were gleaming, while his breast, across which his arms were folded, rose and fell with excitement.
"We handled them too easy," grunted Browning. "It would have served them right if we had split the skull of every man who tried to come over our rail."
"Der pig poom come britty near sblitting der skull uf one," grinned Hans. "You pet dot chap half a swelt head on me."
Frank had returned to the wheel. He did not say much, but his cheeks were flushed with excitement and his lips were pressed together.
"Remember what the truckman told you, Merry?" questioned Diamond.
"What was that?"