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"He was a nasty one," replied Captain Langless, as he coolly proceeded to reload his pistol. "I might have killed him in the cave, only the light was bad." "Is he he dead?" came from behind some rocks, and Dan showed a white face and trembling form. "Yes, he's dead," answered Arnold Baxter. "I came pretty close to hitting him," he went on, bound to say something for himself.
"Rowboat, ahoy!" shouted Captain Langless. "What brings you?" "I reckon you know well enough," Tom shouted back. "We are after Dick Rover." "Dick Rover? Who is he?" "Your prisoner." "Our prisoner?" The owner of the Peacock put on a look of surprise. "Really, you are talking in riddles." "I don't think so. Where are Arnold Baxter and his son Dan?" "Don't know anybody by that name."
"Do you suppose they took our rowboat along?" came from Tom. "I shouldn't wonder. We can Hist! somebody is coming!" Dick was right; Captain Langless was descending the companion way. On tiptoes the three boys hurried to the door leading to the hold. As they flung it back they found themselves confronted by Arnold Baxter and Dan.
At the mention of a thousand dollars the eyes of Captain Langless glistened. The sum was not large, but it was sufficient to interest him. He had already received three hundred dollars from Arnold Baxter, as a guarantee of good faith, so to speak, but there was no telling how much more he could expect from that individual.
"Hand those weapons over to me, do you hear?" He took several steps forward, when Dick brought him to a halt by raising one of the swords. It was a dramatic scene, of intense interest to all concerned. Arnold Baxter gazed at the armed youths in alarm, and Captain Langless grated his teeth. "This is foolishness," said the owner of the schooner, after a painful pause.
"Ahoy, there!" "Ahoy!" shouted Dan. "Come here! Come here!" "What's the trouble?" "We are wrecked. We want you to take us off." "Wrecked?" "Yes. Will you take us off?" "Certainly." Slowly, but surely, the sloop drew nearer. She was a fair-sized craft, and carried a crew of three. The men seemed to be nice fellows, and not at all of the Captain Langless class.
He felt that the Wellington might be patched up, but the work would take at least several days, and there was no telling what would happen in the meantime. "Dick Rover and his party are sure to find us Before that time," said Dan. "I am afraid so, Dan. But I know of nothing better to do than to remain here." "We might find the Peacock and make a new deal with Captain Langless."
But just as Sam was almost fainting for the want of food, the door to the cabin passageway was flung open, and Captain Langless appeared with a lantern, followed by Arnold Baxter, who carried a tray containing a plate of bread and two bowls of beef stew. "Hungry, I'll wager," said the captain laconically. All the pleasantness he had previously exhibited had vanished.
"I know what I am going to do." "What?" "I'm going to sail around the island and find out if any other boat is near. I don't want those boys to signal another boat." "A good idea," said Arnold Baxter. "But Dan and I can remain on shore anyway." "Just as you please," and Captain Langless shrugged his shoulders.
"Langless is a weak-hearted fool, and I'll never trust him again. We would have done much better had we hired a small boat which we could ran alone." "But what shall we do, dad?" "I think we had best go into hiding in the interior of the island. We can take a store of provisions along from this boat." "Shall we take the Rovers with us?" "We may as well.
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