Barforth had taken earlier in the day. He had covered less than half the distance to the shattered cave when he heard a shout from the beach. Then, from the water, came the sound of a shotgun.
"Something is wrong already!" he gasped, as he stopped running. "I wonder what it can be?"
He hesitated, not knowing whether to go forward or back. Then he set up a yell on his own accord.
"Captain Barforth! Mr. Rover! This way, quick!" he called at the top of his lungs.
At first no answer came back, but presently he heard Tom's shrill whistle, and then a cry from Sam and Dick. The three Rover boys came down the path pell-mell, and their father and the captain were, not far behind them.
"What's the trouble?" came simultaneously from Dick and Tom. Sam would have asked the question too, but he was out of breath.
"It's Asa Carey," answered Songbird. And then, as the others came up, he told what Dora had overheard.
"And that shot we heard?" questioned Captain Barforth.
"It told that there was trouble on board, but what I don't know."
