"Certainly," grumbled Arnold Baxter. "But I don't know exactly what to do," and the man scratched his head in perplexity.
"Let us go up to the cave."
"That won't do you any good," growled Captain Langless. "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.
The rowboat was still at the shore, and the captain returned to the Peacock with the member of his crew, leaving the Baxters to themselves.
Dick nudged Peterson in the side.
"Can it be possible that Tom and Sam have escaped?" he whispered.
"It looks that way," answered the lumberman. "Anyway, something is very much wrong or these rascals wouldn't fall out with each other."
"Hadn't we better watch the Baxters?"
"I think so. The Peacock will not go far, I'm pretty sure of that."
