"One of them fellers from Saltern Bay."
"A smuggler?" exclaimed Dare, excited at the possibility.
"That's as may be. He hails from Tarnish. He told me a lot about the smugglin' game."
"Ah!"
"Aye, he knows a thing or two, he do. Know what he said?"
"No."
"He laughed when I asked if there warn't no way of stoppin' the smugglin', and said, 'Not while there's a oven in Saltern Bay,' said he.
"'And what eggsactly do you mean by that?" I asked him.
"'Oh,' he said, 'that's a riddle.'
"'But what might ovens which is meant for cookin' have to do with it, anyhow?' I asks again.