IN THE CAVE
For a moment Frank and Andy were so surprised that neither one of them
could think of anything to say. It seemed almost impossible that their
search should be rewarded just at the time when they had given it up.
Yet there was no mistake. There was the man they wanted. At least they
assumed so, for they could not make out his features at that distance.
At any rate, there was the wrecked motor boat, and the tall man was
critically inspecting it.
“Look! Look!” was all Andy could whisper.
“Yes,” assented Frank. “Now if he’ll only let us get within talking
distance, and not run as he always does, we may learn something. I wish
we could steal up on him quietly.”
“No chance of that, I’m afraid. He knows we’re here. It was he who was
walking around our boat.”
“Sure; and he knows it’s the one from the _Gull_. Well, the only thing
to do is to go right up to him. I wonder what he wants with that boat,
anyhow? See, he’s poking into it as if there were gold or diamonds
concealed in it.”
“Perhaps there are. Maybe that’s the mystery,” said the younger Racer
lad eagerly.
“Oh, you got that out of some of the books you read. But I can’t
understand how we could have missed him.”
Andy did not answer. Instead he grabbed his brother and pulled him down
on the sand behind the boat. It was only just in time, for the man had
turned and was gazing back toward the overturned craft.
“I hope he didn’t see us,” whispered Andy. “We must lay low until we
think of some plan. Maybe he’ll get down inside the motor boat and then
we can get up to him before he knows it. But I tell you what I think,
Frank,” he went on, “either that man was hiding in some cave farther
back than we looked, or he has just arrived.”
“The motor boat has just arrived, anyhow, or at least since night before
last,” assented the elder lad. “We couldn’t have overlooked that. Say,
Andy, he is getting inside! Now’s our chance!”
They saw, by peering over the edge of their craft, that the mysterious
man had climbed over the half-burned rail of the damaged motor boat. His
back was toward them, and they could not see his head. He appeared to be
tearing the interior of the craft apart.
Cautiously the two brothers crept out from behind their shelter and made
their way softly over the sand toward where the man was. What they
intended to do when they confronted him they hardly knew. Frank was sure
that he wanted to ask the queer stranger certain questions, and he hoped
to be able to plead with him to tell what he knew of Paul Gale. The
question was, whether or not the man would answer.
It was lucky that their footsteps made no sound on the soft sand, for
they were thus enabled to approach to within a short distance of the
wreck as it rested on the beach. The man was still in it, and they could
hear him pounding and splitting wood in the interior. Evidently he was
not aware of their presence.
For the first time since they had begun their surprising series of
adventures, the boys were able to make out the name of the strange
craft. It was the _Swallow_, and as they had a chance to look at her
graceful lines they realized that, before the fire, wreck, and explosion
the boat had been a powerful one.
“I think we have him this time,” whispered Andy, as they came nearer and
nearer, and the man was still bending over with his back toward them.
Frank laid his finger across his lips as a sign of caution. At that
moment an unfortunate thing happened. Andy stepped on a shell, not
seeing it, and it broke under his weight with a sharp, crackling sound.
Like a flash the man leaped up, and fairly sprang out of the boat. He
stood confronting the Racer boys.
“Who are you? What do you want?” he demanded sharply. Then, as he
recognized them, he added: “Oh, it’s you two again. Didn’t I warn you to
stop following me?”
“We didn’t choose to,” retorted Frank calmly. “We’ve found you after a
good deal of trouble, and we intend to end this mystery now. A boy’s
life—the life of Paul Gale—hangs in the balance.”
“As if I cared,” sneered the man. “You have had your trouble for your
pains. I shall tell you nothing, and I order you off this island.”
“We’re not going!” exclaimed Andy firmly. “This is a public place, and
we have as much right here as you have. Besides, you haven’t any cannon
now, and we’re two to one.”
“Oh, you are; eh?” demanded the man in an ugly voice. “We’ll see about
that. Once more I order you to stop following me; do you hear?”
“We’re not going to let you get away until you answer our questions!”
declared Frank. “We demand to know what you are doing with Paul’s boat,
and we want to know what his full name is, so that we can communicate
with his friends.”
“You’ll never know from me!” fairly shouted the man. “And I defy you to
get anything out of me. I’m not going to be bothered with you. Come on,
men, here are these two bothersome boys! Let’s get rid of them!” he
suddenly cried, waving his hand as if at someone approaching Andy and
Frank from the rear.
Involuntarily they turned, but the next instant they heard a triumphant
laugh, and when they turned back, having seen no one, they beheld the
mysterious man racing across the sands toward the interior of the
island.
“Quick! After him!” cried Frank.
“Yes, we mustn’t let him get away again!” added his brother.
They set off after the stranger at full speed. He was running rapidly,
now and then glancing over his shoulder at them.
All at once he changed his course, and darted around a small rocky
promontory. The tide was rising and he had to step into the water to
make the turn.
“After him!” yelled Frank again.
The two brothers made the turn, and just far enough behind the man to
see him dart into the black entrance of a small cave. It was one they
had looked into, but into which they had not penetrated far.
“Now we’ve got him!” yelled Andy. “There’s no way out of that! Come on,
Frank!”
Together the two brothers entered the dark cavern. The change from the
glaring sunlight on the sands to intense gloom made them pause for a
moment, and they heard from somewhere in the blackness of the rear a
sinister chuckle.
“He’s in here,” declared Andy. “We have him now.”
The two pressed forward resolutely in the darkness. Of what lay before
them—the danger from a desperate man and the danger of the cavern they
knew not—they only resolved to end the mystery if possible.