"Did you find them?" he roared.
"They were caught again, right on this shore!" shouted Tony. "The gang are still here."
"Fine! We'll be right over. Tie your craft alongside and come along in our boat!"
The lads needed no second urging. A ladder was flung over the side and, after securely tying the Napoli, they clambered up on the deck of the cutter where they found the Hardy boys awaiting them.
In a few swift words Tony acquainted them with the circumstances surrounding the recapture of Chet and Biff. The revenue officer who had first hailed them nodded with satisfaction.
"As long as we know that those rascals haven't left the island, it's all right," he declared. "We'll have them in hand before long."
He turned and gave a curt order to one of his men and in a remarkably short space of time there were a dozen broad-shouldered chaps in readiness, with rifles and revolvers. Another order, and a boat was lowered over the side.
"Away we go!" announced the officer. "It won't be long now."