By the time the meal was over the Valkyrie was again back at her former anchorage. Smoke was pouring out of the stack of the other boat and it was evident they were getting ready to chase them, as the anchor was raised. But it was lowered again almost as soon as their own and again the two ships rode at anchor only a short distance apart.
"I'd give two cents to know what they're going to do," Mr. Lakewood said as he gazed at the other boat. "By the way, boys, come forward a moment. I've got a little surprise for you."
"Gee, but that's a beauty," Jack cried as his uncle pulled a piece of canvas from an object and disclosed a large caliber rapid fire gun of the latest model.
"I didn't expect to have to use it," he explained, "and I very much hope we won't have to but I had it down in the hold and, as soon as we were out of sight a while ago, I had it brought up."
"It sure gives us the upper hands of them," Bob declared.
"I'll say it does," Jack agreed.
"Look, they're lowering a boat," Bob said.
The same two men, rowed by a couple of natives, were soon at the companionway and, permission having been granted, they quickly mounted to the deck.
"I have the honor to bring you the papers ordering us to search your boat," the man who had called himself a captain, said stiffly handing a legal appearing paper to Captain Ole.
"Do you think I was born yesterday?" the latter snapped as he handed the paper back after a brief glance at it.