"Oh, I am sure that man is my uncle," declared the shipowner's son.
"Do you think he is the same fellow we saw before—the wild man?" queried Roger.
"I don't know as to that. Maybe he is," and Phil's face now showed worriment. "I do hope my uncle hasn't lost his mind!"
"Well, he might do that because of his troubles," was Shadow's comment. "It was trouble that affected Wilbur Poole, if you'll remember."
During the course of this conversation, the boys had withdrawn to the shelter of some trees and brushwood. In the meantime the man with the bucket of water had disappeared within the cabin.
"I noticed he limped considerably," remarked Dave.
"Yes, and he had his left foot bound up," announced Luke. "More than likely he hurt it in some way."
"It would be an easy matter for somebody to hurt his foot if he cut up like that fellow who nearly scared the girls and Link Merwell to death," remarked Ben.
"I am going to the cabin and see what he has to say for himself," declared Phil, resolutely starting forward.
"If you go we had better go with you," announced Dave. "But be careful, Phil. If that man is out of his head he may be dangerous."