“Serves you right! So you’ve been spying on the Cave!”
“Aw, I wasn’t spying,” Ross protested. “Can’t you take a joke?”
“How long were you hiding there behind the canvas flap?”
“Only a minute or two, Dan. Honest! I saw the light burning, so I thought I’d take a peek and see who was there.”
“It was a lousy trick—especially that warning about going to Skeleton Island.”
“Scared you, didn’t I?” Ross chuckled, squirming to free himself from the other’s tight grasp.
“You startled me. But I don’t scare that easily.”
“Like fun! You nearly jumped through the roof of the Cave! What were you working on so late, anyhow?”
“Oh, nothing.”
“Nothing? You were so absorbed you didn’t hear a thing until I waved the canvas flap to make the light go out. You were figuring out something with paper and pencil. Your income tax?”