At that moment he stepped on a loose branch. It broke with a sharp report, and the Chinaman and the white man glanced to where the boys were hidden.
“Come on!” exclaimed Frank. “They may come after us!”
CHAPTER XV
A QUEER FIND
Off through the woods ran the Darewell chums, and it needed but a moment’s listening to tell them that the two mysterious men were after them.
“Hurry!” called Frank to Fenn, who, because of his natural inability, was not able to run as fast as could the others. “Come on, or they’ll catch you!”
“I don’t see—what we’ve done—that we—should run,” panted the stout youth. “These woods—are free. Why haven’t we—a right to walk in them?”
“This is out west and they do things differently from what they do where we come from,” responded Bart, looking back. “Evidently those men didn’t want to be observed.”