"Had we better wait or try to get out before they come back?" asked Chester.
Hal was undecided, but the question was answered for him.
Only a few minutes had passed when there came the sound of returning footsteps. The boys could hear them stop before the different tents and also the sound of voices. Directly a man poked his head into the tent.
"Awake in here?" he asked.
There was no answer.
The man advanced into the tent and approached Stubbs' cot which was nearest the entrance. He laid a hand on Stubbs' shoulder and shook him.
"Hello," said the little man sleepily. "What's the matter. Time to get up already?"
"No," was the reply. "Have you seen anything of three men, whose appearance would indicate they had been running?"
"I've been asleep," protested Stubbs. "I had a dream. But I guess the men
I saw in my dreams are not the ones you want."
"These are not dream men," was the response. "I thought possibly you might have heard them run by this tent."