"One move, and we'll shoot!" said a voice from in front of him, and Dick saw a second figure in front of the canoe.
"Foine," said the first figure, "we've got him now, be jabbers."
"Tim, Tom!" cried Dick. "Don't you know who you have captured?"
"Be the powers, it's Dick Dare!" ejaculated Tim, while Tom dropped his gun and waved his hat in the air.
"Not so loud, Tim," said Dick. "There may be others within a hundred miles, you know, and if there are any they'll hear you. This is certainly great, though. I never thought it was your fire. I was just going to investigate."
Dick had pulled the bow of the canoe ashore and exchanged warm hand-clasps and many claps on the back with his brother and Tim.
"Come on down and we'll join Fritz," said Dick. "We are safer away from that fire of yours, anyhow."
"Same old Dick," said Tom. "Always take command as soon as there's anyone to boss."
"You and Tim have been bossing each other long enough by now," replied Dick, laughing. "You need some one to look after you for a change."