I reckon they don't know anything of the landing on the other side of the island," answered his uncle.

"Come on, we haven't any time to waste if we want to head them off.

I didn't dream they'd get here so quickly." "I guess that fellow Wingate was no good," came from Cuffer.

"He didn't delay the steam yacht in the least." "Maybe he got caught at his funny work," suggested Shelley, hitting the nail directly on the head, as the reader already knows.
Casting the light of the acetylene gas lamp ahead of them, the party from the _Josephine_ moved on, directly past the spot where the Rovers were in hiding.

The boys hardly dared to breathe for fear of discovery.