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"I wouldn't wonder at all if we could get further under the hill. There's an opening here which looks wide enough for us to crawl through." "It's a wonder the bears didn't find it then," commented Thede. "I'm going to see whether I can get through it or not," George insisted. "It may be a warmer corner. Anyway, it'll give us exercise, and that's what we need about this time."

"All right, start your fire, then," suggested Thede, "and we'll see if we can't burn the backs off some of those bears!" "Perhaps we can break off enough dry limbs to make a rousing old fire that will keep till morning," Sandy said in a moment. "If this old tree is really dead to the heart, it'll make quite a blaze."

Pierre continued to regard the boy with suspicion, for a long time but he finally seated himself before the fire and began to grumble because Thede had not been more active in the preparations for supper.

"Suppose," the boy continued, "we open the door and bring George in. He must be getting cold by this time!" "Be careful when you open the door, then," Thede warned. But there was no one at the door or, at first, within view of it. There were plenty of tracks, however, which appeared to have been recently made.

"Sure there is! That's the one I ran out of! Say," he continued, "that's the one we saw the man by the fire run out of, too. You can see the tracks of his moccasins in the snow. He must have left after the storm ceased. My tracks were filled." "In we go, then!" cried Tommy, advancing lip the slight slope to the Up of the cavern. "Watch out for bears!" cried Thede.

Throwing the spear of light into the crevice, the boy glanced keenly about. The walls of the opening seemed to be smooth, and to extend only a short distance. Just below where the walls broke he could see the brown floor of another cavern." "I guess it's all right," he said to Thede. "You take the light and hold it down and I'll scramble in. May as well break my neck as to freeze to death."

"Because," Thede replied, "I saw you feeling in your pocket for a match and bring your fingers out empty while at the cabin. Then you went to a match box and laid a great heap of 'em on the table. I thought of it while we stood there, but it never occurred to me to tell you to stow them away." "I remember now!" Sandy said regretfully. "Well," Thede responded cheerfully, "I've got just one match.

Oje waited until the sound of the fellow's footsteps were heard no more, and then arose to his feet, Without speaking a word, he, too, faced toward the hills, passing through the snow at a swinging gait. "What's he going to do now?" queried Sandy. "I wish I knew!" replied Thede. "Say, look here!" the boy continued, "hadn't we better make a break for the cabin?

Sandy said, in a tone of disgust. "I think we ought to have medals made out of a cow's ear! That would be a good medal, wouldn't it, for boys who showed such courage in the face of the enemy?" "Never you mind!" Thede answered. "I guess the bears are next to their job. We wouldn't have gone far before they'd been after us."

"Holy Moses!" exclaimed Sandy. "You don't think there are two Little Brass Gods, do you? One seems to have kept us pretty busy!" "I've heard of their traveling in pairs," Thede suggested. "Is this the man who made the search of the house?" asked Will of George. "That is one of them!" was the reply. "The other seemed to be a man in the employ of this man.