"I think so, too," added Frank. "Too bad about your wreckers, Sammy," he went on, with a laugh.
"Aw, quit your fooling!" exclaimed the lad who sometimes let his imagination run away with him. "Something like that might have happened, anyhow."
"Yes, it might," admitted Bob. "But it didn't."
"I'm sure there's something queer about that man with the lantern we saw," continued Sammy. "He's after that pirate gold, I'm positive."
"Well, he does act queer," admitted Frank. "We can have a try for his secret, as soon as we get this lighthouse business fixed up."
"We do seem to run into the queerest things," remarked Bob. "If it isn't one thing it's another."
"I like it!" exclaimed Sammy, who was always on the lookout for something to happen. That it seldom did take place never discouraged him.
"Well, is everything all right?" asked Mr. Floyd, as the boys came down stairs.
"Yes," answered Frank. "The lantern is going all right."