"You think you've got us beat," shouted Jerry at his retreating
back. "Never you worry--I've told Mr. Fulton, and he and Mr. Aikens
will be coming down here with a posse. They won't be asking your
permission if they can investigate an island that doesn't belong to
you any more than it does to me."

"It belongs to Mr. Fulton, I suppose?" challenged the man, and
turning around for a last laugh. Neither boy answered.

"You tell your Mr. Fulton that I said he was welcome to come any
time."

"Now what?" asked Jerry, as Phil turned the boat about and headed
for the other shore.

"What next? Night, mostly. Then I think we'll show your Mr. Billings
a few Scout tricks he doesn't know about."

"I didn't say his name was Billings----"

"I know--but _I_ did. I've seen him before. That may be the reason
he's so touchy about having us land on the island. The last time I
saw him it was down at dad's office. Uncle Ed--that's Mr. Fulton,
you know--was there, and when I opened the door on them suddenly, he
and this Billings were having the hottest kind of an argument. Dad
hustled me out of there in a hurry, but not before Uncle Ed'd called
him Billings--and a lot of other things."

"You think then that Billings is still sore at Mr. Fulton, and that
he's holding Tod there----"