"We're ready," Frank said, then, "but we'd like to know what we're going to move against."
"Your friends are in trouble. That's the answer."
"How do you know?"
"I have just left them at the telegraph office."
"That's where they went."
"Well, that's where they're gettin' theirs," declared the lad. "So buck up!"
"Who—what—"
"Aw, come along!" the boy cut in. "They're goin' to be arrested, an' they won't get their cablegram, an' there'll be worse if you don't wake up. See?"
"You'll have to explain to us," Frank observed.
"You go tell that to the marines!" Jack exclaimed. "They're right outside there."