Cub and Bud donned their phones once more. The message received was more startling than any preceding.
"They are coming ashore," was dot-and-dashed into the three boys' ears. "I see four bad-looking men. I am going to run before they see me and—maybe—swim. Good-bye."
"What in the world shall we do?" exclaimed Bud.
"I'm going to find out," declared Cub, as he dashed out of the cabin.
Hal, meanwhile, was busy again. The mysterious amateur who had persistently attempted to turn the supposed near-tragedy into a joke was spitting the Catwhisker's call again.
"Fools!" he flashed spitefully. "Goodnight."
CHAPTER VI
A Mystery and Cub's "Goat"
Cub hastened to his father and gave him a rapid narrative of events as they had been received by wireless.
"Well, that's interesting, to say the least," observed Mr. Perry with a look of curious amusement.