As she did not answer, he shrugged his shoulders.
"Got the lines out about her yet?" he inquired, of the other men.
"No," replied Slats. "We had a smash-up—wrecked Susie and the Jenny, so we'll need Linda to fly her plane for us till this job's over tonight. I'll give you the high sign when I'm ready to let her old man know."
The four men stood together at the door of the tent.
"We're leaving for a day—maybe two," Slats informed Linda. "But Susie's watching you, with a gun. And your plane's dry, so I wouldn't advise to try any get-away. There's swamps everywhere....
"So long...."
A moment later the girls heard the men tramp away to the boat that the new-comer had brought to the edge of the island.