"Never mind," Captain Douglas said. "I have a patrol car going down that way in fifteen minutes. It can drop him off." Cap'n Mike shook hands with both of the boys. "I'll see you tomorrow, I reckon." "In the afternoon," Rick said. "We'll sleep in the morning." After the fight at Creek House, Cap'n Mike had rowed them to the Spindrift speedboat in his dory. They had gotten their clothes, but left the boat at the hotel. It would be safe; police officers would keep an eye on it while guarding the load of arms. Captain Douglas shook hands, too. "I should make a speech," he told them with a smile. "You know, about your both being good citizens, aiding the police at risk of life and limb and so on...." Rick grinned sheepishly. "I'm afraid we weren't thinking about the citizen part of it, Captain. We just...." "I was about to add that." Captain Douglas laughed. "But thanks, anyway." Duke Barrows said, "I don't suppose you would accept the coffee we served you as part payment?" Scotty snorted. "Aren't you the one said it wasn't coffee?" "All right." Duke's shoulders slumped. "Drive me into debt paying you off. Go ahead." "We will," Rick retorted, "and don't take the price of these papers you gave us off the amount, either." The editor laughed. "Okay. Take them home, Jerry. They'll have to wait until the first of the month for their money, just like the rest of our creditors. So long, kids, and thanks a million for a swell story." As they drove to the landing, Rick glanced quizzically at Jerry. "Well, you asked for it. Remember?" Jerry was puzzled. "The night we went to get a story on the wreck," Scotty explained. "Didn't you say you wished you would get in on an adventure with us?" "I certainly did. I didn't know what I was asking for, believe me." Jerry's grin widened. He touched his head tenderly, patting the bruises he had collected. Then he laughed. "I was scared silly, but you know, I kind of enjoyed it!" Rick and Scotty broke into laughter, too. * * * * * Rick was figuring out some changes in the infrared camera attachment on the following Monday when Scotty came into the room. "Just got back from Whiteside with the paper and the mail," he announced. "And look at this!" He indicated an item on the front page. It was a Universal News Service dispatch. Authorities of a republic in the Caribbean had arrested the country's former dictator on a charge of planning a revolution, pointing to a large cache of arms and ammunition found on his estate as evidence. Arrested for complicity was the president of the Compania Maritima Caribe y Atlantica. Warrants were being issued for a number of others. "That settles that," Rick said. "Looks like we stopped a revolution!" "We're the kids what did it," Scotty boasted. He dropped a letter in front of Rick. "Got this, too. Look who it's from."