"Yes!"
"Brad just turned up Salt Creek. I'll be in my shack waiting to hear about it, boy. And say, the automatic light works by a cable. Cable comes down the pole in front of the Creek House fence and goes into a metal box. From there it goes underground to the light."
"Thanks a million," Rick said exultantly. "We'll see you sometime tonight, Cap'n." He hung up and turned to Scotty. "Let's go!"
They ran down the stairs and almost barged into Mrs. Brant. "Got to hurry, Mom."
"Where to, Rick?"
"Seaford," he said. "We'll take the boat. Don't worry, I don't think we'll be out too late."
Mrs. Brant's eyes were troubled. The boys had told the Brants something about events at Seaford. "Be careful, you two," she said.
"We will," Scotty assured her.
They had every intention of being extremely careful. Hartson Brant, who had been on expeditions with the boys, had every confidence in their ability to look out for themselves. But Mrs. Brant, like all mothers, had some reservations.
As they ran down the stairs to the landing, Scotty asked, "What was it you said you had just before the phone rang?"