CHAPTER XX
“NEVER SAY DIE!”
It was, of course, Billy who first found his tongue after the three robbers had left the trio of boys bound in the cavern on Island Number One.
“We got into a nice mess this time; didn’t we?” he complained.
Dan was silent; and it was not strange that the tongue-tied youth was likewise dumb.
“We’ll have a nice time getting away, too,” growled Billy. “Dad will have something to say about it, Dan. He’ll have to go on the milk route in the morning——”
“Is that all that’s worrying you?” demanded Dan, in his quiet voice.
“Well!”
“If the storm continues, and nobody gets out here to the island to find us, it looks to me as though we’d be in quite a pickle. What do you think? Getting the milk to the customers around Riverdale isn’t bothering me.”
“Crickey! we’ll be hungry bye and bye, I suppose,” admitted Billy.