"Who calls?" he asked, but instead of replying, Bob rushed from his hiding place.
"My son! What does this mean? How came you here?"
"We came in search of you, father," replied Bob. Father and son embraced warmly. Then Captain Cromwell turned swiftly.
"We must fly! The Svlachkys are coming! I just escaped from them."
He had just uttered the words when the crowd of strange people came down upon them.
The leader started to throw a sharp spear at Captain Cromwell, when Bob rushed in and, with one well-directed blow of his gun, laid the man on his back.
A fierce shout went up and a struggle ensued.
But the fall of their leader had demoralized the Svlachkys, and when half a dozen guns and pistols had been fired at them they fled in dismay.
After this the party from the Dart lost no time in returning to the vessel.
Bob and his father walked side by side, and never were parent and child happier.