“Perhaps you’d better heave a boot-jack at them,” came dryly from Bart.
“Hush, lads,” put in Joel Runnell. “Be prepared to fire the minute they try to run away. Remember, they may disappear like magic.”
“Let me shoot one,” pleaded Link. “I haven’t had any chance at game yet.”
“And let me try for the other,” came from Bart.
“All right. But take careful aim, or the martens will get away from you.”
CHAPTER XXII
TEDDY MEETS “THE INDIANS”
In order to get a better view of the pine martens, who had shifted slightly from where they were first fighting, Link and Bart moved cautiously along among several big pine trees.
“I’ll take the lighter one,” said Bart.
“All right, I’ll try for the darker,” said his chum. Both of the martens were brown, but there were several shades of difference between the pair.
“Are you ready?” came a few seconds later.