t to me and say so?" demanded Cameron.

"You didn't give us a chance!" replied Will.

"Are the plans hidden in the cabin?" asked Sandy.

"This is all a faked-up story you are telling me!" Fenton shouted.
"Whoever wired you that the plans were in the cabin didn't know what he
was talking about! We don't know anything about the plans."

"That doesn't agree with what Cameron just said," Frank laughed.

"Cameron doesn't know anything about the plans, either," raged Fenton.

"Are you the clerk who stole the plans from your employer?" asked Will.

"I tell you that I don't know anything about any plans!" stormed Fenton.
"Cameron and I are prospecting this moraine for gold, and we have no
interest in any plans whatever!"

"And yet Cameron gave Bert a crack on the coco and stole the code
message!" suggested Will.

"He probably thought the message referred to our mining properties!"
declared Fenton. "We had a right to suppose it had."

"Then you won't tell us where the plans are?" demanded Will.

"I tell you that I don't know anything about the plans," screamed
Fenton. "I never saw the plans."

"All right," Will replied. "We'll leave you fellows out here to think
the matter over. By morning you will probably know where the plans are
hidden. The mosquitos may be able to convince you."

"A little meditation may refresh his memory," Frank said.

"What have you got to do about it, anyhow?" demanded Cameron. "I don't
think you've got any right to butt in here!"

"Who is that freshie?" asked Fenton.

"Frank Disbrow," replied the doctor with a smile. "He's the son of the
military officer in charge of the military stations in Alaska."

The boys all turned and regarded Frank curiously.

"So that's why the walls all fell down when you knocked!" exclaimed
Tommy. "That's why the federal officer refused to make any arrests.
That's why Jamison returned the money and gave us the use of his motor
boat. I begin to understand some of the things that took place at
Cordova now. Why didn't you tell us something about it before we had all
that trouble?"

"Oh, I didn't want to mix father up in the combination," Frank replied
with a smile. "Besides," he added, "it did look something like piracy."

"It certainly did," observed Doctor Pelton. "If Frank hadn't been a
member of the pirate crew, I rather imagine that you boys would be
cooling your heels in some Alaska prison about now. Of course, you would
have been released in time, b