"I guess Mr.Merrick and Tad will trim you good and proper soon." "What do you mean by that ?" "Oh, I know a thing or two." "Did they tell you what had brought them down here ?" "Maybe they did." "Who was with them ?" "You had better ask them." "Where are they ?" "That's for you to find out." "See here, Slade, this is no way to talk," went on Tom earnestly.

"If you know anything about Sid Merrick and his plans you had better tell us about them.

If you don't I shall take it for granted that you are in league with that rascal and act accordingly." "Yes, and that may mean arrest for you," added Sam.
Peter Slade was a coward at heart, and these suggestive words made him turn pale.
"I am not in league with them," he cried hastily.

"I met them on the steamer by accident.

Tad told me he and his uncle were going to get the best of you, but how he didn't say." "Who was with them, come, out with it." "A Spaniard named Doranez." "Doranez!" cried both the Rover boys and looked suggestively at each other.
"Yes, do you know him ?" "We know of him," answered Tom slowly.