“Now you just hold on!” Jimmie continued. “You just wait until I unload a little of Solomon’s wisdom on you boys.”
“Go ahead,” grinned Ben.
“You remember the light we saw when we came to the coast line?” Jimmie demanded.
“Of course,” answered Carl.
“Well,” Jimmie went on, “that beacon was put there for the purpose of directing some schooner loaded with Chinks to this place. Now what do you think of us stumbling right into a mess like that?”
“I guess that’s right,” mused Ben. “The fire was built on a headland to direct smugglers in. Now, I wonder why we didn’t think of that before and get farther away?”
“But we are at least two miles away from the headland!” suggested Carl.
“Of course,” Ben returned, “for there is no cove where a vessel might cast anchor along this rocky wall. The Chinks are undoubtedly unloaded near the headland where we saw the fire and brought here to be kept until they can be set into the country.”
“That’s all right!” exclaimed Jimmie. “That’s all right, so far as it goes, but what about our finding this fellow all tied up?”
“That’s a thing no fellow can find out!” grinned Carl.