“Well,” said Jack slowly, “if you don’t believe it you can go back there and look at the lake.”
“Yes,” added Nat, “and if that doesn’t convince you, you can go look at the mountain, and see the sled.”
The man turned, and spoke a few words in a low voice to one of his companions. The latter set off toward the fringe of trees.
“Now, what did you chaps come here for?” went on the spokesman.
“To see your big bird fly,” replied Jack.
The man started.
“We haven’t any big bird,” he said.
“Looks mighty like one, in that shed,” went on Jack.
The man scowled. Then he resumed.