But before the latter retired a new radio thrill was added to their adventures.
CHAPTER XXIV
"Something Happens"
"Something"s going to happen to-night," Bud remarked to his three boy friends when the four found themselves alone after the departure of the prisoner under guard. Mr. Perry had accompanied the officer and Mr. Baker to the yacht to aid them in arranging comfortable quarters for the night.
"What makes you think that?" Cub inquired, while he and Hal and Max all gathered around the speaker, whose remark afforded stimulus in harmony with the weird twilight shadows around them.
"I bet I said only what you fellows were all thinking about when I spoke," Bud ventured by way of indirect reply.
"I felt it in my bones," Hal declared. "Bud didn"t have any more reason to think something is going to happen to-night than all of us have. If something surprising doesn"t happen, I shall be--"
"--surprised," finished Max, whereupon there was a chorus of laughter.
"Whatever happens, or doesn"t happen, Hal is going to be surprised," Cub concluded facetiously.
"I think we all will be surprised," said Bud.
"Surprise party," shouted Hal.
"b.u.m surprise party without any girls," Cub added.
"Well, anyway, I think we ought to keep watch here to guard against the kind of surprise party we wouldn"t like," Bud declared.
"I agree with you there, old boy," Cub put in quickly. "Whether or not anything happens, it would be jolly to have watches and relieve one another the way they used to do out west among the Indians and outlaws and road agents."
"I bet they do it yet in some places out there," said Max.
"Course they do," Cub concurred. "You can"t tell me that the day of outlaws is gone. Think of the automobile bandits we have now-a-days.
They"ll be raiding with airplanes next."
"No, I don"t believe that," Hal objected. "They couldn"t use an airplane to any advantage. We won"t have any more stage coach robbers or pirates on the high seas, and I don"t think there"s any chance of much of that sort of thing in the air, but there"s a good chance for some bad doings in the air in another way."
"How"s that?" asked Max.
"We"ve all had some experience with it, and you ought to know what I mean."
"Oh, I know," declared Bud. "You mean radio."
"Sure," replied Hal. "There are going to be a lot of con men at work in the air or some way in connection with radio; you see if there are not."
"They"ve been at work already," said Cub. "There"s been a good deal in the papers about the games they work. But I"d like to know the truth about the fellow who tried to keep us from coming on this trip to find Mr. Baker"s son."
"I bet he"s somethin" more than a college soph.o.m.ore," said Bud. "I wouldn"t be surprised if he"s connected in some way with the fellows who kidnapped our Thousand Island Crusoe."
"A big radio plot, eh?" Hal inferred.
"Maybe," Bud replied.
"What for? What could they be up to? Pretty far fetched isn"t it?"
"Yes, maybe; but, you know, it"s our business to think up every possible solution and then find out which one fits the facts."
"All right, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, but where"s the sense in figuring this as a big radio plot unless we can see a sensible answer to it?"
Hal demanded.
"Yes, Bud, it"s pretty far fetched," ruled the dominating Cub. "You"ll have to think up an answer to your conundrum before we can consider it.
Why should a college freshman be hazed in the manner that Mr. Baker"s son was hazed just so that some men, confederates of the hazers, could kidnap him? And then why should one of the hazers work the kind of game that that mysterious fellow worked to checkmate us in this rescue trip of ours if the purpose was just to kidnap Mr. Baker"s son, after all? The soph.o.m.ores had to kidnap him in the first place. Why go through all that Robinson Crusoe nonsense if the end was to be just a plain kidnapping?"
"Then you think there"s no connection between the hazing and the kidnapping," said Bud.
"I don"t see how there can be. There"s nothing showed up yet that makes it look reasonable."
As Cub was making his last statement Mr. Perry returned to the camp. The speculative subject of discussion was then dropped for others more immediately practical.
"What did you do with the prisoner?" Hal inquired. "Did you lock "im up in a stateroom?"
"That"s what we did, and I don"t believe there"s much chance of his getting away with an armed guard constantly near his door," Mr.
Perry replied.
"Are his hands and feet tied?" asked Cub,
"No, we decided that wasn"t necessary. There"s no way he could open the door without making a noise; so we thought we"d let him rest easy, and perhaps he"d be in a better humor in the morning and more willing to talk."
"We"ve been talking the matter over and we"re all afraid something"s going to happen to-night," said Hal.
"What do you think is going to happen?" asked Mr. Perry.
"We haven"t any idea."
"Some more mystery, eh?" smiled the leader of the expedition. "Well, that isn"t at all surprising, in view of the gloominess of our surroundings.
Suppose we have a light on the subject. Cub, bring out the flash-lights."
The latter went into the tent and soon reappeared with four dry-battery lights. These he laid on the table in fan-like arrangement, so that they threw a flood of light in all directions.
"I don"t feel like going to bed yet," said Cub. "Let"s stay up a while and--"
"--listen-in," finished Hal.
"Yes, let"s do," exclaimed Bud eagerly.
"I wasn"t thinking of that," Cub admitted; "but it"s better than what I had in mind. All right, Hal, tune "er up. This is a peach of a night for long distance receiving."