"Now I want you fellers to let me manage this case," Sam said, pompously. "I know more 'bout detective business than both of you put together, an' if you'd only told me what was up the other night we'd had the whole thing settled."
"Have you seen the men?" Dan asked, impatiently.
"Lots of times. The old fakir is loafin' around close by the landin', an' the other one must 'a gone off for somethin'. The Davis Company told me I could take any of the boats, an' the minute the thieves start we'll jump right on their trail."
CHAPTER XIII.
AMATEUR DETECTIVES.
It was fated that the thrilling work of running down and capturing the thieves should not be begun until after considerable delay.
"Now, I wonder what he is up to?" Dan said, when it was no longer possible to see the supposed burglar.
"Why is it that you can't let me do this thing?" Sam asked, angrily. "If you keep meddlin' we'll never fix matters."
"I don't see that I'm interfering," Dan replied, in surprise.