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Bang! went Shep's shotgun, and crack! came the sharp report of Whopper's rifle. Before the echoes had died away the last of the deer leaped high in the air, made a part turn and then came down heavily. Then it got up, ran several paces and fell again and began to kick. "I hit him!" "So did I!" "Let's try for another!" But to try for another was out of the question.

The evening was devoted to final preparations, and it was after ten o'clock before any of the boys thought of retiring. Snap was over to Shep's house, and the doctor's son saw his friend to the front door. "Now remember, seven o'clock sharp," said Shep. "We want to get away as early as possible, so we'll have plenty of time to fix up the cabin when we get there."

"Say, but doesn't this beat the Dutch!" "If giant can get this uncle of his to go home perhaps they'll be able to get possession of that fortune of one hundred thousand francs," was Shep's comment. "I hope they can get it, for Mrs. Caslette certainly deserves the money and needs it." Giant continued to talk to the hermit, and gradually the other boys joined in the conversation.

Yet, as they had only their guns to carry, they made good progress, and by the middle of the afternoon they were in plain sight of the body of water where they had left the boat. "Somebody ahead of us!" cried Snap presently, and pointed out three persons walking toward the lake. "I wonder if they can be members of the Spink crowd?" was Shep's comment. "Let us get closer and see"

Fellows, I believe there is a camp over there, and if we can manage to get across perhaps we'll learn something about our belongings." "How are we to get over without a boat?" demanded Whopper. "It's too far to swim. The water is so cold a fellow would get cramps before he was half over." "We might build a raft," suggested Snap, who had been favorably impressed by Shep's words.

There was no trail on that side of the stream, and they had to "go it blind," to use Shep's words. "Say, this is worse than climbing a mountain!" gasped Whopper, after slipping and sliding over a number of rocks and coming down rather suddenly in a hollow. "Rather knocks the breath out of a fellow," returned Shep. "Take care that you don't sprain an ankle, Whopper."

He licked my hand, stretched and shook himself, lifted his shapely, sleek head and sniffed the wind. He trotted around the circle cast by the fire and looked out into the darkening shadows. It was plain that Shep's instincts were developing fast; he was ambitious to hunt. But sure in my belief that he was afraid of the black night and would stay in camp, I went to bed.

On all sides were rocks and dirt, with here and there a decayed tree root, showing that they were not very far under the earth's surface. "Here's an adventure," was Shep's comment. "We must be careful, or we'll bring down that dirt above us and be buried alive." "We are about buried alive now," said Giant. "I'd give a good bit to be out of this hole."

At nine o'clock the boys were sent protesting to bed, and Dorothy, looking out of their window as she fumbled about in the dark for a pair of Shep's trousers that needed mending, saw a lantern flickering up the road. It was Evesham on his way to the mill-dams. The light glimmered on his oilskin coat as he climbed the stile behind the well-curb.

Then he ran into the cave and came forth with Shep's watch, and a number of trinkets taken from the Spink camp. "He must have come here after he left the old cabin," said Snap. "See, there is some food. He must have gotten that last night, when he raided Spink's place." They took with them all the things to be found, and then made another search for the chimpanzee.

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