"There's too much of it to tell, just now. Where are Burke and Harris, Cassidy?"
"Right here alongside o' me. We've been trussed up like this for a day an 'two nights, an' my legs an' arms feel like they was paralyzed. Is Nemo, Jr., with you, Motor Matt?"
"No—only my two pards, Dick Ferral and Carl Pretzel. Jurgens and Whistler are captured, and we left them tied up, on the island."
"You never!" gasped Cassidy.
"That's the way of it," answered Matt. "How——"
"Well, if I ain't clean beat I don't want a cent. How'd you ever manage to do it?"
"How am I to get the lights turned on, Cassidy? I'd like to see what I'm doing."
"I could tell you how to turn on the lights, Motor Matt, but you'd be somethin' of a spell finding the place in the dark. Better cut me loose and leave that part of it to me. I'll snap on the lights while you're freein' Burke and Harris."
This advice seemed sound, and Matt used his knife carefully on the ropes that secured Cassidy's wrists and ankles.