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"From the appearance of things," Sandy answered, "I should say that he hot-footed it out there in order to get away from some one who was chasing him, though I can't understand why anyone should be chasing him." "Anyway, he seems to be back here now," Thede said. "It's dollars to buttons, though, that he doesn't go up to the fire where the boys are."
"Are you sure the man you followed is the man who brought the toy?" asked George, "You might have picked up the wrong man, you know." "No I didn't!" replied Thede. "I've heard this man, Pierre, muttering and talking in his sleep, and I know he has the Little Brass God hidden.
"It's Thede Carson!" "Not that little monkey of a Thede Carson who's always getting the Beaver Patrol into trouble?" demanded Sandy. "What would he be doing up here? I guess you're losing the sense of sight." "Sure, it's Thede Carson," insisted Tommy. "Well, I guess he's about all in," Sandy volunteered. "Get busy then, with your first aid," Tommy ordered.
"If he keeps us in much longer," Tommy declared, rubbing the waistband of his trousers affectionately, "he'll have me starved plumb to death!" "Me, too!" Sandy cut in. "I'm shy a breakfast myself!" "And I'm so hungry that I could eat snowballs!" Thede said, with a grin. "I don't think I ever was so hungry!" "Why don't you go outside and take a shot at that half-breed?"
"Woof!" he said. "Woof!" Translated into boy-talk, this read "Good-night!" and a second later they heard both bears tramping through the forest as if pursued by a pack of hounds. "What do you know about that?" demanded Tommy. Without replying, Thede scrambled to his feet and dashed into the thicket where he had left the fish.
"All you've got to do," Thede went on, "is to build a fire and drop the burning brands down on top of the bears. That will bring them out into the light for a second or two, and perhaps we can drop them with our automatics." The boys heard the Indian moving softly about in the branches of the tree he had selected as a refuge, but paid little attention to what he was doing.
Poor Turk, who had apparently understood all that had passed in the conversations of the previous day, and become fully aware of the bereavement that he was about to suffer, stood upon the shore and howled and whined as they receded into the distance. Then he went up to Thede, and licked his hand, as if he would say; "Don't leave me as the other boy has done; if you do, I shall be inconsolable."
"Perhaps they know where the few enemies we have found in this section are keeping themselves!" "Perhaps they've got 'em shut up in some of their own caverns!" Thede suggested. "Anyway," he went on, "there's something doing, or they wouldn't be talking Boy Scout to us at this time of night."
George asked. "I might get a bullet in my coco when I turned the angle of the house!" replied Thede. "There's no knowing who's around there." "That's a fact!" Will agreed. "We've got one wounded boy on our hands now, and we don't care about having another."
At first the dry twigs refused to ignite, but presently one caught the blaze, then another, and directly Sandy was obliged to draw his face away from the growing heat. "There!" he exclaimed triumphantly. "Didn't I tell you I could do it?" "You said you could," answered Thede, "but I didn't believe it!" "Look here," Tommy said in a minute, sheltering his face from the smoke.
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