"No."
"We ought to have brought a gun or a pistol along."
"Well, we didn't. When we stop for a rest we can cut ourselves good heavy sticks."
In a short while after this the woods were left behind and they came out on a side road which was but little traveled.
"I know this road," declared Link. "It leads to Jerry Flagg's farm."
"You mean the man who owns the bull that broke loose in Lakeport?"
"Yes."
"We don't want to run across that bull," said Harry, decidedly. "I've had enough of that beast."
It was not long after this that they passed Jerry Flagg's house. The farmer was in his door-yard and stared at them in alarm.
"What's the matter o' ye, boys?" he called out.