"Yes."
"Anderson Rover's oldest son? The one who was in the rowboat with the others?"
"Yes."
"Then we have been followed after all!" shouted Japson, hoarsely. "We have been trapped!"
"You've hit the nail on the head," called out Dick. "Now, don't touch that door, or it will be the worse for you."
"Is he alone?" whispered Pelter.
"No, I am not alone!" answered Dick. "Hi, Tom, am I alone?" he called.
"Not much!" answered Tom. "We are all on deck here, and all armed. You just sit still and suck your thumbs until the officers come," he added, dryly.
"The officers!" shrieked Josiah Crabtree, and was so overcome that he sank down on one of the steps of the stairs.
"See here, Dick Rover," said Jesse Pelter, after a pause. "Let us see if we can't—er—patch this up somehow."
"You can do your patching-up after you are in jail, Mr. Pelter."
"If you have me arrested, boy, you will be sorry for it!" growled the broker.
"We can ruin your family, and disgrace your
