“Maybe we won’t have some good news to radio to Castleton tonight,” exclaimed Phil, equally as elated.
“Glory hallelujah!” shouted Tom, as he clapped his comrades on the back.
Murray and Gurney were hustled into the car under guard, one of the Rangers was placed at the wheel, the Radio Boys clambered into the Arrow and the column took up its line of march.
If ever a plane carried light hearts, the Arrow did that afternoon. The boys laughed, jested and chaffed each other and tasted to the full the sheer delight of living.
“Well,” sighed Phil blissfully, “if we were looking for adventure when we came here we sure have got our fill of it. We’ll never have such exciting times again as long as we live.”
But Phil was mistaken, as will be seen by those who read the following book of this series, entitled: “Radio Boys Under the Sea, or, the Hunt For the Sunken Treasure.”
Steve’s delight when he welcomed Phil on the arrival of the Rangers at Laguna that afternoon was beyond expression. He instantly radioed to Castleton the story of the recovery of the bank’s money, and the answer he received bore full testimony to the excitement and gratification caused by the news. “Muggs” Murray and Gurney were thrown into jail, there to await extradition and trial for their crimes.
That evening they all foregathered in Steve’s cabin, where once again Phil had to go over the story of his adventures while he was in Espato’s hands.
They sat till late, and then there came a moment of silence while each was busied with his own thoughts.
Phil was gazing with rapt interest at Steve’s radio set.