"What?" asked the others.
"Do you remember that negro who stole Pop Lundy's watch?"
"Yes."
"Well, he is in there, fast asleep!"
"That rascal!" cried Shep. "Are you sure?"
"Look for yourselves."
They did so and saw that it was the same colored man beyond the shadow of a doubt. He rested on a couch of pine boughs, flat on his back and snoring lustily. He was evidently the only occupant of the camp.
"Look there!" whispered Giant, pointing to a tin can that had had some condensed milk in it. "That looks like our stuff!"
"Look at the clay pipe," put in Whopper. "Do you know what I think?"
"He is the rascal who looted our camp?"