“Electrocuted!”
“Yes.”
“Well, that’s settled,” said Dave, after a moment’s reflection. “Now what about Pant? Where is he?”
“Let’s go ask the gang.”
In a little cabin close to the water-front, they found the gang. They were all there but Pant.
“Where’s Pant?” asked Johnny.
“On his way to America,” said one of the men. “Saw him on the steamer not a half hour ago. He told me to tell you he’d left the gold for you up at the Red Cross.”
“Have his goggles on?”
“Nope.”
“And his eyes?” The men, leaning forward eagerly, listened for the answer to this question.