“Don’t worry. You’re going to be,” warned Lieutenant Wingate.
“If it hadn’t been for me you folks never would have discovered anything,” Stacy declared, turning a reproachful gaze on his two companions.
“And if it hadn’t been for you, I should not have been dumped into a lake of ice water twice in one day,” returned Hippy. “Tom, what is your idea of this shooting?”
“We have interfered with someone’s business, that’s plain,” replied Tom. “When we hauled up that box of plunder, or whatever it may be, they let go at us with their rifles. Nor is that the worst of it—we are in for more trouble, and I should not be at all surprised to see it break at any moment, I—”
“Tom!” cried Grace Harlowe with a rising inflection in her voice.
“Yes?”
“Woo is running towards the cave, waving his arms. I think he has discovered something.”
Hippy nodded at Tom and began drawing on his wet clothing.
“May the girls go inside now?” called Grace.
“No! Keep out! We will be ready in a moment,” answered Hippy.