"He's done it!" exclaimed Throppy.
The boys felt unhappy. In a few minutes Lane came crunching down the gravel slope. His face was sober.
"Where's the lamb?" asked Jim.
"Up there! I didn't agree to bring it down."
"Come on, boys!"
Jim, Percy, and Stevens went up to the pasture; Lane remained in the cabin. A careful search failed to reveal the victim. Jim walked to the edge of the bank.
"Oh, Budge!" he called.
Lane came out of the camp.
"Where's that lamb?"
"Don't know! Running around up there, I s'pose!"