The larger of the two men nodded shortly, then he turned to the other and said something in a low tone. Their actions aroused Bart’s suspicions, and he took a step toward the corner, where two shotguns stood.
“Is this the whole of your party?” asked the large man.
“It is,” answered Frank. “What can we do for you?”
The man did not answer at once, but he was heard to say to the other:
“He ain’t here.”
“Perhaps they’re lyin’,” muttered the other.
“Look here,” came grimly from the big man; “we’re looking for a certain person, and we have been told he was camping out over this way with a lot of boys.”
Frank flushed a bit and stepped forward promptly.
“There is no person camping here besides the ones you see,” came rather sharply from his lips.
More words passed between the two men, and then the larger one said aloud: