"I do not know when it was cut there," declared Cooler; "but everything shows it must have been very recently. I do know it was there when I landed on this island to-day."
"And you know who cut it there!" accused Diamond.
"If you think so, it is useless to deny it."
"Now take us to Frank Merriwell!"
"All I can do is aid you in the search. I am willing to go anywhere with you."
They passed on from the dark glade, leaving the mysterious grave behind them.
Cooler seemed inclined to keep to the left, although the woods were thicker there. They pushed forward, as if passing through a jungle. Branches whipped them in the face, and beneath their feet the underbrush crackled.
All at once Diamond shouted:
"Stop! stop! Where is Cooler?"
"Why," grunted Browning, "he's right here. Thunder! He was at my elbow a moment ago. I scarcely took my eyes off him."