Chapter IV.
WAITING IN THE DARK.
Dave stepped back.
“What’s the matter?” he whispered. “What do you see?”
“Ssh!” hissed Tom. “Look through the clearin’ there to the right!”
“I can’t see nothin’,” began Dave. “Yes I do; it’s a man!”
“Nick into the scrub here!” commanded Tom. “Quick! Lie down.”
The two lads crouched in the tangled growth.
“Ouch!” exclaimed Dave, as a lawyer vine caught him. “Me ear is tore off!”
“Shut up you howlin’ idiot,” murmured Tom, angrily. “You’ll get us found out afore you’re done.”