“So much the better,” said Leonard. “Then we have only Jones to contend with.”
“Right,” said Dick, “and Jones is for me to handle.”
Leonard looked at him peculiarly.
“Oh, all right,” he said. “If that’s the way you feel about it I won’t interfere unless you have need of me.”
“I won’t have any need of you,” was the reply. “But come, let’s get busy.”
It was quite dark now, but the stars already twinkled and there was promise of bright moonlight. The five made their way forward stealthily.
Ten minutes later they came within sight of the shanty, and they stopped for a moment. Suddenly Dick pointed straight ahead.
“Look,” he whispered.
The others gazed in the direction he pointed. There, lying upon the ground, they recognized the figures of Jones, Briggs and Jimmy.
“Guess they have let the girls sleep in the house,” said Leonard. “Now is a good time to advance. The men are asleep.”