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That day went by and also the next, and they, saw no more of the strangers. Then Shep came in with the announcement that he had seen four or five deer up the lake shore. "I am sure we can get one or more of them if we hurry," declared the doctor's son.
"So you won't take the deer meat, even after we carried it away over here?" said Vance Lemon. "No." "That isn't a very friendly way to act." "Well, you didn't act very friendly in the first place," answered Shep. "Having pretty good luck, you say?" asked Giles Faswig, curiously. "The very best of luck," answered the leader of the Gun flub, and mentioned some of the game brought down.
"We have got to get out, that is all there is to it," said Snap. "Well, I am willing," said Whopper, gravely. "See any stairs around?" asked Giant. "Maybe Snap has spotted an elevator," said Whopper, with a grin. "If so, Snap, press the button by all means." "I don't think this is any laughing matter," said the leader of the gun club. "No more do I," answered Shep, quickly.
"Weigh him in his own scales," said Whopper, by way of some fun. "I wish I could send this fish home to my mother," said the small youth. "Wouldn't it make her eyes stick out, though!" "It certainly would, and some other folks would wonder, too," answered Shep. "But I don't see how you can do it."
"I hope you'll get that money some day, Giant," said Snap. "I wouldn't give up trying for it so easily." "When I am a man and can afford it, I am going to France and try to hunt it up," answered the small youth. "Does your mother ever say anything about it?" questioned Shep. "Not much. She hates to think of my uncle.
The collie was given his share of the dinner and appeared to enjoy it as much as the boys. He acted as if he felt perfectly at home with the young hunters, and made no offer to leave them. "If he wasn't such a fine dog I'd put him down as an outcast," said Shep. "But nobody would abandon such a fine animal -he's worth too much money." Once again the boy hunters proceeded on their way.
One of the wicked creatures stung Whopper on the hand and another stung Shep on the neck, and there followed a wild dancing and yelling, while the boys allowed the drag to tumble over and over down the rocks and ran for safety. "Look out for the hornets!" "We'll be stung to death! "Did you ever see the match!" groaned Whopper, after the excitement was over.
"Why, no, it has been burnt down since the last snowstorm," answered Shep, "otherwise the snow would cover the ruins." "This fire isn't over three or four days old," came from Whopper. "Do you think it could start up of itself?" asked the small member of the Gun Club. "No, I don't." "Then somebody must have set it on fire." "Yes." "Who?" "That remains to be found out," said Snap.
They followed these through the woods and to a small clearing. At a clump of bushes the doctor's son called a halt. "I think they may be near," he whispered. "If so, we want to go slow or they'll get away from us." "Perhaps you'd better go ahead and take a look," said Snap, sure that that was what his chum desired. The loads were slipped to the ground, and they went on, Shep well in advance.
They kicked out the camp-fire, shut up the cabin and then leaped into the rowboat and took up the oars. "I suppose the cabin is safe," said Snap, a little anxiously. "Safe enough," answered Shep, whose mind was on the deer. The young hunters rowed up the lake with all speed, and, landing, tied their craft fast among the bushes. "This will be an all-day chase, I guess," said Giant.
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