It was Dock Hing all right and he held a big revolver in his hand.
Ed was in despair.
"You again!" he gasped.
"Yair! Me comee 'gain," chuckled Dock Hing, and he came down the ladder, his companion holding Ed covered while Hing descended.
The other came down after him.
Ed was a prisoner once more.
"You gettee blox?" demanded Dock Hing.
"Whatever happens, you shan't get it," thought Ed, and so he denied it.
"You lie," said Dock Hing. "You go dlown into water twice. Me see you. Me tlink you gettee blox."
"No!" persisted Ed. "There is no box."