"We'll give you just two minutes in which to make up your mind.

If you don't go back we'll start to shoot!" "Come on back!" cried Tad, from a safe distance.

"Don't let them shoot you, Uncle Sid!" "We'll go back to our ship," called out Sid Merrick.

"But remember, this thing isn't settled yet." "If you have any differences with the Stanbopes you can settle with the folks on the steam yacht which has just arrived," answered Dick, not knowing what else to say.
The party under Sid Merrick began to retreat, and Dick, Tom and Sam watched them with interest, until the lights faded in the distance.
Then Tom did a jig in his delight.
"That was easier than I expected," he said.
"Even if we didn't scare them playing ghost," added Sam.

"I wonder if they really thought we were ten in number ?" "Well, they thought we were seven anyway!" answered Dick.