"Nothing doing, Elmer?" announced Lil Artha, as the other came out again.
Elmer shook his head in the negative.
"Don't seem to be around here at all," he said.
"Well, let's try the house," suggested Chatz; and it was easily seen from his manner that he was eager to make the change.
After one more careful glance around, as if to make absolutely positive that nothing had been neglected, the scout leader nodded his head.
"Come on, then, fellows," he said.
So the others once more fell in his wake, like true scouts who knew their little lesson full well, and were ready to follow their leader wherever he might choose to go.
Elmer had previously noticed a door leading, as he believed, from the main mill into the cottage that had once been the miller's home.
Toward this he now pushed. He wondered if he would find the door fastened in any way. One touch told him it was not.
And so, without hesitation, Elmer strode across the threshold into what had once been the happy home of a contented miller, until trouble came, and tragedy ended it all.