"They wouldn't believe it unless they saw it," returned Whopper. "Boys, do you know what I think? I think we ought to take those bears home."
"Just what I think, too," said Giant. "I want my mother to see them."
"Well, I am willing," answered Snap. "But I think we ought to visit
Lake Cameron first and see if we can't find this Lusher Barrock."
"We can stop at Lake Cameron on the way," answered Whopper.
It was late in the day already, and by the time they had dragged the bears to camp it was night. As they sat around the camp-fire they talked matters over and decided to break camp the very next day. They had had about all the hunting they wished for the present, and getting the two bears "topped matters off," as Snap put it.
The bears were loaded into the boat and anchored out in the lake, and then the boys got supper and went to bed. Snap was soon asleep and so were Giant and Shep, and all slept soundly until about midnight, when the leader of the club awoke a start.
"Hullo! what's up now?" he called out, and this cry aroused Shep and Giant.
"What is it, Snap?"
"Where is Whopper?"
"I don't know where he is," answered Snap. "Listen!"