The outfit gazed at the visitor inquiringly.
"Now that you have said so much I am going to confide another little secret to you. I'm McKay."
"What? Not Captain McKay, the leader of the Rangers?"
"The same."
Professor Zepplin thrust a brown hand across the table, grasping the hand of their visitor.
"Well, this is indeed a surprise. I can't begin to tell you how glad we are to see you," answered the professor with enthusiasm.
"Same to you, pardner," grinned the captain. "You see I didn't want to open up too freely until I was sure to whom I was talking. Of course if you and Withem are cahoots, it's all right."
"It certainly is all right. We had the pleasure of being of some service to Lieutenant——-"
"Ouch!" howled Stacy. Tad had tipped the pot of hot coffee into the fat boy's lap, and for a few moments confusion reigned.
"Don't talk too much," whispered Butler leaning over to brush away some drops that had fallen on the professor's shirt.