The voice came from behind the rocks, like a bolt out of the clear sky. Then Dan Baxter rushed forward, followed by his father.
Sam was taken off his guard, and before he could do anything the Baxters had him by both arms and were holding him a prisoner.
"Let me go!"
"Not much!" came from Arnold Baxter. "Where are your brothers—I mean," he added, in some confusion, "where is Tom?"
"Find out for yourself, Arnold Baxter. Let me go, I say!" And Sam began to struggle.
"Daniel Baxter, is it possible!" came in Josiah Crabtree's voice, and he emerged from the brushwood. "What an extraordinary meeting!"
"I should say it was!" responded the bully. "Where did you spring from?"
"Perhaps, Daniel, I can ask the same question."
"Is Tom Rover with you?"
"No, he is on a ship which is beached a short distance from here."
"Alone?"
"No, with some Canadians and—er—Mrs. Stanhope."
"Oh, I see! the same old game," growled the bully. "Anybody else on the boat?"
