I wonder how they managed to get off." "I know," I said suddenly.
"Yah! Not you," cried Bob.

"Hark at old cock Solomon, who knows everything." "I don't care what you say," I replied.

"I'm sure this is how they've got away." "Well, let's hear," said Bob, and Bigley's eyes flashed with eagerness.
"Why, they haven't got away at all," I said.

"They wouldn't dare to go down Channel after getting the cargo out of the cave, for fear of meeting the cutter just at daybreak." "And you think they've gone up towards Bristol ?" cried Bigley excitedly.
"Yes," I said; "and they are lying up somewhere over yonder on the Welsh coast till to-night, when they'll be off again." "That's it," said Bigley.

"I'm sure that's it." "I don't believe it," said Bob sharply.