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148 "Well, if we can catch these fellows we'll put 'em where they can't do any more harm. And I hope we'll get back in time, so Mr. Stanton won't have to stay up all night."

"I hope so, too," put in Tom Cardiff. "He isn't equal to the task."

"We're getting close to the place now," said Blake, in a low voice a little later.

"Then you boys come up here," ordered Tom Cardiff, who, in a measure, was a sort of leader. "And everybody keep quiet. Don't talk, except in whispers, and make as little noise as you can."

Cautiously they advanced, the boys in the lead. The lads recognized, even in the darkness, some of the larger landmarks they had passed in their flight that afternoon.

"Hold on a minute, and listen," suggested the life saver. "Maybe we can hear them talking."

They paused, but the only sound that came was the booming of the surf on the rocks below.

"Can you see anything of a light?" asked Mr. Boundley.

"Not a thing," replied Joe, glancing all about him.

"Look up," directed Tom Cardiff. "That's the best way to locate a light that you can't see directly. You may catch its reflection on the night mist."