Here the two youngsters were to remain secretly for a few days until Bayliss received from his family, then abroad, the money needed for his summer outing.

What the elder Dodge did not know or even suspect, was that his son and Bayliss had returned with some half-formed plans of paying back old scores against Dick & Co.
"I knew this cottage was the place for us," Bert whispered.

"As I told you, Bayliss, this corner is a favorite meeting place for Prescott and his fellow muckers." "From what I hear, they're going to leave town for a few weeks," replied Bayliss.
"Yes; going out into the wilds on some sort of fishing jaunt." "I wish we knew their plans better than we do," murmured Bayliss.
"Don't believe they know 'em themselves any too well," sneered Bert Dodge.

"However, we don't need to know where they're going.
We can follow 'em, can't we ?" "Yes; and get jolly well thumped for our pains, maybe," retorted Bayliss dryly.
"Well, if you're afraid, we'll let 'em depart in peace," mocked Bert.
"Who's afraid ?" demanded Bayliss irritably.
"I hope you're not," retorted Bert Dodge.
"If you're not afraid---if you're as thoroughly game as I am---then we'll have some satisfaction out of those fellows." "Lead me to it!" ordered Bayliss hotly.
"I will, to-morrow morning," promised Bert Dodge.

"If you stick to me, we'll make those muckers sorry they ever knew us!" "We must be under way by nine o'clock," the listeners heard Dick say.