“But—but——Say, just what d’ye mean, Dan?”
“It means that there is somebody on this island,” Dan said, gravely. “Whether it is that poor dumb chap, or these robbers—or both!—we’ve got to find ’em.”
“But the Follow Me isn’t here,” objected Billy, weakly.
“How do you know?” returned his brother. “Mean to tell me you can see all over this island—into every cove and inlet—from where we stand?”
“No-o——”
“Then don’t be foolish, Bill! Maybe the boat isn’t here. But I’m going to find out what that light means——”
“It’s gone!” exclaimed Billy.
“Yep. The fire was so fierce for a minute that its rosy hue reflected on the smoke. We can’t see the smoke now—the snow drives altogether too hard.”
“Crickey, old man!” ejaculated Billy. “We’ll be buried here if we stand much longer.”
“Then let’s keep moving. Come on!”