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Guess you don't know Bart Brittler, sonny! Let 'em have it, Dolph!" Spang spang spang spang! A fusillade of revolver-shots woke the echoes. The bullets spattered in the water and thudded on the beach. Fortunately no one was hit. "Scatter, fellows!" shouted Jim. And in a lower voice he added, "Don't fire back!" Silence again. The two on the sloop were evidently reloading.
Why don't you speak?" He was within five yards of the silent group under the spruces when Spurling's voice rang sharply out: "Halt there!" At the same instant he flashed the ray from his electric lantern straight into the captain's face. Brittler stopped short, as if struck by lightning. His jaw dropped, and a ludicrous look of alarm and bewilderment overspread his features.
Lowering himself from the port bow into the water, he clung to the bobstay. "They won't see me here!" Bump! The dory struck the sloop and grated along her side. Dolph and Brittler clambered aboard and descended into the cabin. "Here's the chart!" exclaimed the captain. "And the compass, too! He told the truth about them, at any rate." "Lucky for him!" rejoined Dolph.
Percy secured the weapon. Escorting Shane to the camp, they soon had him safely trussed. Brittler was bellowing like a mad bull. "Now for Dolph and the skipper! Guess the three of us are good for 'em!" Leaving the four smugglers in the custody of Throppy and Filippo, the other boys proceeded down to the water. The shouting suddenly ceased. A rope splashed.
Dolph and Brittler realized that; they realized, too, that they had absolutely no chance of escaping from the island, so they stood sullenly by while Jim told his story to the lieutenant commanding the boat. At the close of his recital the officer turned to them. "You hear the statements of this young man. What have you to say for yourselves?" "Nothing now," replied Brittler.
Brittler poised his club threateningly over the prostrate Stevens. "Wish I knew if you've been able to get a message through to anybody! If I thought you had " He did not finish, but half-raised the stick, then dropped it again and turned away. One by one the remaining members of Spurling & Company were bundled unceremoniously into the cabin.
As for the name, it's only paint-deep, anyway; you can see that those letters look fresh. Of course it's an offense against the law to make a change, but such a little thing as breaking a law wouldn't trouble a man like Brittler." "Do you think they tried to run us down?" "Not a doubt of it! Brittler and Dolph stayed below, afraid we might recognize 'em.
Brittler had recovered from his first panic. He bristled up with pretended indignation. "What do you mean, whoever you are, by jumping on us this way? And take that light off my face! I don't like it." Spurting did not remove the steady ray from the features of the irate captain. He waited a moment before replying.
A man with two loaded revolvers, and desperate from panic, would be a dangerous customer unless he were overpowered at once. It would not do to let too much time go by. Brittler would soon be returning, driving the sheep ahead of him; then they would have two lawless men to contend with, instead of one, unless they chose to be quiet and tamely allow the spoilers to make off with their booty.
"I was afraid somebody else might have to go hungry." All devoted themselves to the contents of their plates. They kept Filippo busy frying until their appetites were satisfied. Supper was over at last, and the dishes washed and put away. Outside, the storm raged worse than ever. Stevens sat down to his instrument, repaired after its damage by Brittler, and put the receivers over his ears.
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