"Thank you, Dan, you always were a real friend," returned Dick, as coolly as he could.
"Oh, don't you come any of that game over me!" roared Dan Baxter. "I haven't forgotten the past, Dick Rover, and you'll find it out so before I get through with you. I was just hoping you or your precious brothers might drop into my arms."
"What are you and your father doing here?"
"That is my business," broke in Arnold Baxter.
"I don't see why you fellows can't turn over a new leaf," went on Dick earnestly.
"Oh, don't preach, Dick Rover," answered Dan Baxter. "You make me sick when you do that."
"I suppose you find this a good hiding place."
"It has been—up to now," said Arnold Baxter. "But since you have discovered us—" he did not finish.
"We'll make him pay for it," said Dan Baxter. "I've been waiting to square accounts for a long time."
"How did you escape from that island, Dan?" asked Dick curiously.