"I am here, Roger."
"Where are the men? And what kept you so long?"
"I don't know where the men are," answered Dave, ignoring the other question. "They just stepped back into the cabin."
"Look out that somebody isn't shot," said Messmer, nervously.
"Are they the fellows we are after?" asked the senator's son.
"I am pretty sure they are," whispered Dave. "But I want to talk to you about it later," he added, giving Roger's arm a knowing squeeze. "There is something of great importance in the air."
"I should think there would be—if these are the thieves, Dave."
"It's more than that. But don't ask me about it just now."
After some hesitation, the four boys entered the cabin. The fire was burning brightly, so that they could see with ease. All looked in consternation. Not a sign of the two men was to be seen anywhere.