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A little later saw the four boy hunters on their way again, the precious mince pie resting on the top of one of the sled loads and the apples and chickens on the other. Mrs. Lundy waved them a cheery adieu and Simon smiled somewhat grimly. "It nearly broke old Pop Lundy's heart to give the things away," was Giant's comment. "It wasn't any more than fair, after what we did for him," answered Shep.
There came a whoop outside and a scramble at the door and somebody tumbled into the room. "Anybody here?" "Hello, where are you, Brad?" He recognized Milton's voice. "Yes, I'm here; but wait a minute." "Cæsar, I guess we'll wait! Break our necks if we don't," said the other shadow whom he now recognized as Shep Watson. "Always live in the dark?"
But Shep was mistaken, as we shall learn later. The rowboat was now some distance from the dock, and with a final wave of the hand the boys began the journey to Lake Cameron. In a straight line the lake was about ten miles from the town, but the river was a winding one, so they had a row of over thirteen miles before them. "I hope we haven't forgotten anything," said Whopper.
While fishing one day, Giant and Shep ran into several of the Spink crowd and some unpleasant words passed. When the rival campers separated, the feeling upon both sides was very bitter. "I don't like those chaps at all," was Shep's comment. "I am sorry they came to Firefly Lake." "They make me sick," was the way Giant expressed himself.
"That's a good job done!" said Dick. "I wish that theer murderin' shep hadn't a-bruk our mast; fur, we'd soon been all right!" "While you're about it, Dick," said Bob, "you might, just as well, wish she hadn't carried the mast and boom away with her. I don't believe they've left us anything!"
"I think it is yonder," answered Snap, and pointed at right angles to the direction Shep had mentioned. "And I think it is about between the two," finished Whopper. "Let us take the course Whopper thinks is right," said Snap. "We can't be so very far wrong anyway." Anxious to get back to camp and get some rest, they pulled with vigor.
The two boys or men had their coat collars turned up and their soft hats pulled well down over their foreheads. Making no noise Snap aroused Shep, who was sound asleep on the cot. "What is it?" demanded the doctor's son. "They are coming. Hush, or they may hear you." Silently the two boys crawled to the small window facing the town.
"We must get at least one of 'em by all means," said Shep. "It won't do to go back to the camp skunked." "We shan't be skunked," answered Whopper, confidantly. "If there are a dozen, we'll bag the lot of them!" The trail was by no means as easy as they had anticipated, and they had to pick their way around the rocks and through the brushwood with care.
She was just picking up her cup to take it back to the sap-house when Shep growled a little and stood with his ears and tail up, looking down the road. Something was coming down that road in the blue, clear twilight, something that was making a very queer noise. It sounded almost like somebody crying. It WAS somebody crying! It was a child crying.
Shep, who had run, barking, to retrieve his lost discovery from the black pool under the waterfall, snapped his disappointment from the bank and then splashed through the creek after his mistress. Two hundred yards the girl raced along the up-trail, her mare running, her dog struggling hard to keep up. Then with a new, sudden fear she jerked her pony to a standstill.
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