“I’m sure I heard somebody, even if I didn’t see a light,” Bob was whispering, as Ted looked down on them.
“But they must be gone now,” his companion said. “Let’s make a sneak for the camp.”
Ted waited to hear no more, but slid over the rock and landed beside them. They started and turned wide eyes upon him, but had presence of mind to run. But Tom stepped from the shelter of the rock and touched Bob on the arm.
“I got you!” cried the small boy, triumphantly.
“Yes, you are ours,” smiled Ted, taking the others’ lantern away from them.
“I guess we’ll have to surrender,” admitted Bob.
In close company they marched back down the mountain, to find that two other couples had been captured and that one pair had managed to return to camp. Only one couple of each squad was unaccounted for, and presently Buck and his companion slipped into camp with the pursuers hard after them.
“Well, I guess that means that my side has won,” announced Ted. “We captured three of your teams.”
“You are right and we admit it,” Buck acknowledged. “I’m afraid we didn’t spread out enough. Some other night we’ll play it and change sides.”
“Sure. Well, I guess we are all here, aren’t we?” Ted asked.