"Hope I get the first shot," he muttered.
Suddenly he caught sight of a form as it flitted from one tree to another. Quickly the lad raised his revolver and fired.
There was no outcry, and looking again, the lad saw no one.
"Missed him," he muttered. "Well, I've betrayed myself! Now I'll have to be more careful."
He lay down upon the ground behind the tree where he had taken shelter and waited patiently. Ten minutes later he thought he saw an object move behind a tree a scant fifteen yards away.
Again the lad fired.
This shot was followed by a startled cry as a figure leaped to its feet and started off through the woods at full speed.
Hal sprang to his feet.
"Halt!" he cried.
The figure seemed to run faster than before.