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And then they came upon the remains of a campfire, but it was a small one, as though there had been but a solitary camper, and that some time back. "I hope no one comes while we're here," murmured Margery. "How selfish!" laughed Hazel. By seven o'clock the delighted girls began to retrace their steps toward the houseboat.
One night as they sat about their campfire, gravely smoking their stone pipes, and listening to some of the wild traditions of their race, related by the oldest member of the party, they were suddenly startled, and all but Réné were greatly alarmed, by a flash of light and a loud explosion.
When the boys got up they found Abe Blower already at the campfire, preparing a breakfast of his favorite flapjacks and bacon. He fried his big flapjacks one at a time in a pan, and it was simply wonderful to the boys how he would throw a cake in the air and catch it in the pan bottom side up. "It's the knack on't," said Tom Dillon, as he saw the lads watching the feat performed.
"Yes, explain what you mean, old fellow. Eight or ten would give us a warm time don't you think?" demanded Wallace, gripping Paul's arm fiercely. "Hardly, if they were all sound asleep around a dying campfire, dead to the world," quoth Paul, chuckling now. But the others uttered low but vehement exclamations. "Don't you see what he means, Wallace?" asked Jack. "Sure.
With that Dick bent quickly, picking up an oil-soaked bunch of faggots that he had prepared before the others had turned in for the night and dropped them upon the campfire. Like a flash he was back, close to the stranger. "Don't you dare try to get up!" Dick threatened, swinging the club. "Hit me, if you dare!" leered the other. "I'm going to get upright now!"
They felt that girls often proved unequal to all "the bear hunts and wild beast chasing," so dear to the hearts of healthy, young boys. "We might build a campfire," suggested Roger enthusiastically when Joe told him he was to go to the woods. "Too cold for camping," Joe reminded his small brother.
"Are you fellows ever going to hustle about and make some moves toward getting breakfast?" inquired young Prescott. "What have you been doing in that line?" Danny Grin wanted to know. For answer Dick Prescott pointed to the merrily blazing campfire and the steaming kettle of water. "I am ready to do a lot more, too," Dick added, "as soon as the rest of you will show signs of life."
Jerry turned away at once, and soon passed out of their sight in the gloom. As Helen and the others hurried back to the anxious party at the campfire, Jerry went straightway to the most satisfactory discovery of all his life.
What if she told the wretched man before her that she had deceived him; that she had overheard his conversation with Brace; that she had stolen Brace's horse to bring Low warning; that, failing to find Low in his accustomed haunts, or at the campfire, she had left a note for him pinned to the herbarium, imploring him to fly with his companion from the danger that was coming; and that, remaining on watch, she had seen them both Brace and Dunn approaching, and had prepared to meet them at the cabin?
The storm came on rapidly, but there was a curious quietness in the air that was more alarming than if a wind had blown. The campfire burned steadily, and there was a certain oppressiveness in the atmosphere. It was now quite dark, save when the fitful lightning flashes came, and they illuminated the scene brilliantly for a few seconds. Then, by contrast, it was blacker than ever.
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