"I believe we are," replied the leader, in the same cautious voice; "in fact, he may right now be within a hundred yards of where we are standing!"
CHAPTER XI.
AT MCGRAW's LUMBER CAMP.
No one said anything immediately.
Although every scout had been showing more or less signs of impatience, and was wishing that they would soon come upon the fugitive who had kidnaped the sweet child of Mrs. Gruber, now that the critical moment seemed near at hand they found themselves attacked with a queer little case of shivers.
Had Elmer's opinion been asked as to what this meant, he might have compared it to the "buck fever" that usually assails a greenhorn on the occasion of his getting his first chance to shoot a deer. It was sheer nervousness, that was all.
All eyes were turned upon the leader as though they looked to him to say just what was next on their program.
"I want you to settle down here and wait for me," he remarked, quietly.