"
"If I see him when he's doing it, he'll go so far it would take a young
fortune to send him a postal card," gritted Tom.
"Possibly it would take all the wealth in the Treasure Chest," laughed
Jack. "Our Tom is getting to be some bloodthirsty, himself."
"Well, what'll we do?" asked Tom. "I hate sitting still."
"I think it would not be a bad idea to go look for the boys," replied
Jack. "It may seem foolish, but I feel that they are in trouble and need
us. Maybe a couple of us could go and the other stay here with Rowdy to
guard the Fortuna. It's hard to decide what to do."
"Let's not separate any more," begged Tom. "We're split up enough as it
is. Let's all go or else all stay."
"All the lockers are securely fastened so no one could take much if they
came aboard," argued Frank. "I'm in favor of remaining together if we
can. If we only had a lantern to take with us."
"We've got an acetylene headlight such as they use on motorcycles," Tom
declared. "That would be a dandy thing."
"Let's go, then, before Wyckoff comes back with his friends."
Accordingly the boys secured automatics and the acetylene headlight.
They hurriedly packed a bundle of food, borrowed one of the boats of the
shipyard and started upstream to look for their chums. In a short time
they discovered the skiff moored at the leaning oak. The big fish were
duly admired by all.
"They've been gone quite a while," announced Tom. "See how hard and dry
that fish is.
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