Now that the two rascals had been captured, the Rover boys felt very much elated, the more so since they had recovered Uncle Barney's treasure box without the contents having been disturbed.
"Won't he be glad!" murmured Fred, as he looked the box over.
"Let's go out and see if we can't signal to him in some way," returned Randy.
He went outside and three shots were fired in rapid succession, a signal which had been agreed upon when the boys had first gone out hunting. After the signal had been given, Mr. Powell said he would go out and watch for the coming of the Stevensons. While he was doing this, the Rovers talked matters over with Slugger and Nappy.
"You're a fine pair to act in this fashion," said Jack sternly. "Don't you know you might have killed Barney Stevenson?"
"Oh, we didn't hurt him much," grumbled Slugger.
"And it was stealing to run off with this box!" said Randy.
"No, it wasn't! That box has got deeds in it that ought to go to my father!"
"I don't believe it, Slugger. Those deeds belong to Barney Stevenson."
A minute or two later all those in the cabin heard Mr. Powell give a shout.