"That's just what I say, Dad!" answered his son. "Let's go back and get some guns and pistols."
"No! no! We don't want any shooting!" cried Asa Lemm in new alarm.
"I'm not going to get mixed up in any gun-play," added Nappy.
"If we could only get possession of those deeds!" went on the former teacher of Colby Hall.
"I've got a plan," suggested Nappy, after a moment's pause. "Come on, let's go away now, and I'll tell you what it is."
Growling and grumbling, the four visitors made their way slowly to the lake shore. As they skated off, Slugger Brown turned to shake his fist at the Rovers, and Nappy did likewise.
"Well, they've gone!" exclaimed Fred, and his voice showed his relief.
"But there's no telling when they'll come back," said Randy quickly.
"I don't think they'll come back in a hurry," broke in Andy. "We scared them pretty thoroughly with our guns."
"What did they say to you before I came?" questioned Uncle Barney, while the party on the lake was disappearing in the gloom.