"Do you really think so, Harry?" asked Lawrence, rising.
"I not only think so, but I am going to know so."
"But how?"
"By going to see. By tracking them to their lair."
"How many men will you need to go with you?" asked Lawrence.
"I want Jack only. Bruno, of course, will be one of the party. More would be in the way. Come on, Jack."
"Aren't you going to take your horses?" cried Lawrence, seeing they were making preparation to start away on foot.
"Horses are no use on this scout. I hope to sneak up on them."
"Harry, I hate to see you go," said Lawrence, with feeling.
"Poof! I have had many a more dangerous job than this, but if we are not back by midnight, you may know something has happened. Come on, Jack."