The Go Ahead Boys on Smugglers' Island

ut?" roared the captain. "What

man on deck, who now the boys were conv

ttle motor-boat. Whether the expression on his face was one of anger or of fear was not known by either. The m

out and without making any effort to board the boat th

e with me," said Mr. Button quietly. It was manifest from his appearance that

find it?" deman

ay that I h

or," said the captain, his voice becoming lowe

to your boat. I have known of other men who neglected to take some thi

ound it?" again de

ng that will do

xpression on the face of Mr. Button was one which the boys were not able to understand. To all appearanc

tepped into his skiff in which the man, who was to be his guide, was still s

ring at the departing skiff, although he did not utter any sound until t

because we want to start," suggeste

he disappeared below and in a brief time ca

ok out this morning, isn't

you say?" roa

ame box of leaders that y

it in my pocket all the while and I thought I dropped it overboa

dabout. Instead, he followed swiftly in the direction in which Mr. Button had disappeared. Both boys questioned him sharply concerning the change in their plans, but t

took a glass and drank of the waters of the lake and then taking from his pocket a j

ptain? What are you loo

if that man's g

see him

n't. I wi

John. "You seem to have a pret

at you say?" demanded the capta

was that you seem to be very much imp

m," retorted the captain, resu

ng the boys renewed their attempts of the morning. For some reason, however, all th

were more interested in following that man than yo

's no such thing. It's no such thing. I don't ca

of showing it, then," su

. "If we don't have any luck here by noon I'll take you a

fish there. That's in Canadia

permit," expla

s, too?" in

od for y

no protest. Swiftly the little boat was rowed across the intervening waters and in a brief time, under th

ny fish just now,

y for us," l

r dinner, but that's about all. After dinn

d to the boys and said, "Before I start a fire I

suggested Fred, winki

the shore. If you want to you can start a fire and have thin

with the captain?" inquired John

esn't like that Mr. Button. Maybe h

wrote the letter about," laughed John. "I thin

s wrong," said Fred. "Naturally he doesn't waste

," broke in John. "Unless the

rned, but I guess the old fellow himself thinks he's rig

u suppose h

he captain himself. I guess it's his gener

Button is anything more

plains and it may be that letter he got, which was sent to me first, has made him suspicious

ng the fish, which he was cleaning, as h

ed was silent for a moment and then said, "That's just who

ell you later what he does, that is

n just why he did so, they watched their fellow-guest, as his skiff wa

the presence of the boys and that all

excited when they saw Mr. Button take from his pocket a revolver, which he inspected carefull

ear waters of the lake were reflecting its beams. There were no signs of life about the house on the shore, but both boys excitedly watched Mr

e house, too," sug

at

ouldn't go and if there's any fun

s they had banked their fire both boys started acr

n a low voice, "there's someth

a mountain out

ure there's something doing an

wondering now why we d

etorted Fred. "You

know of one fellow who wou

just the same," sa

they approached the kitchen-door of the rude, little house