“We don’t want to stay here!” cried Dick. “We want to get after the Sobber crowd—before they have a chance to leave the island!”
“How can they leave the island?” questioned Sam. “I don’t think they have a boat. I haven’t seen any.”
“But Jerry Koswell’s crowd has a boat, Sam—that swift motor craft.”
“Do you think they would aid such criminals as Sobber and Crabtree?”
“They might—just to get the best of us.”
“Then the sooner we get after our enemies the better.”
“Where are your pistols?” asked the captain of the steam tug.
“Mine was taken from me by Sobber,” answered Dick.
“And ours are at the bottom of the pool,” added Sam. “We both dropped ’em when we plunged into the water.” And then he and his brothers acquainted Captain Wells and the old sailor with the particulars of their adventures since entering the cavern.
“Well, I still have my pistol!” cried Captain Wells, grimly.