"What men?" asked Ruth in wonder.
"Up there on the other bank? Those that knocked the chocks out from under that heap of logs? You don't suppose that avalanche of timber started all by itself?"
"I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Hooley," declared Ruth Fielding.
"And surely," Helen added quickly, "you do not suppose that it was her fault? She might have been killed."
"I got a glimpse of a man dodging out of the way just as that pile of logs started. I saw the flash of the sun on his ax," and the director was very much in earnest.
It was Jennie who put into words the thought that had come both to Ruth and Helen as well:
"Where is that awful Dakota Joe? He was here last night. He has tried to harm our Ruthie before. I do believe he did it!"
"Who's that?" demanded the director. "The man who had Wonota in his show?"
"Yes, Mr. Hooley. He was here last night. I spoke with him up in the bunk-house while you were telling the boys about this scene," Ruth said gravely.
"The unhung villain!" exclaimed the director. "He tried to ruin our shot."