CHAPTER XIII.
THE WAYSIDE INN.
"Well, well, boys, where have ye been? We've been a-huntin' high an' low fer ye!"
And so speaking, old Jacob rushed up to them, followed by all the others.
Dick told their story, to which the remainder of the party listened with close attention.
"It's lucky the Caribs came up," was Robert Menden's comment. "But they made you pay dearly for their services."
"It was downright robbery!" burst out the old Yankee tar. "If I run across 'em, I'll make 'em give up nine dollars o' the money, sure; mark my words on 't!"
"Well, I'm mighty glad we are out of it," said Leander. "I wouldn't want to spend a night down in that hole for twice ten dollars."
"Nor I," added Dick. "Next time I'll be sure where I am stepping."
They continued on their way until five o'clock, when it began to rain.
"No use of getting wet," declared Robert
