"I'll bet that fake captain's mad," Bob chuckled.
"I'd like to be a little mouse and hear what he's saying," Jack added.
"I reckon he knows now."
Bob's sentence was cut short by a series of explosions and they could see smoke coming from the barrel of the gun.
"Now what do you know about that?" Jack drawled.
"I'm not so terribly surprised," Bob returned. "It means simply that they had extra parts, that's all."
"Or another gun."
"Of course."
"And you took all that risk for nothing."
"I guess you'll have to scold me now," Bob smiled as his uncle and Captain Ole came toward them having heard the reports.