"Neither did I," declared Bart.
"He was a young fellow and, unless I am greatly mistaken, it was Dan Marcy."
"Marcy!" came from the others.
"Yes."
"What can he be doing here?"
"I'm sure I don't know."
"We ought to follow him."
"All right."
In a moment more they had set off for the woods into which the stranger had disappeared. But they could not follow the fellow and soon gave up the hunt.
"Did he see us?" asked Fred.