Pepper and Andy were both good walkers and they lost no time in getting to the spot where the basket maker had lived. To their dismay the cottage was closed and deserted.
“Must have moved,” said the acrobatic youth. “Too bad! What are you going to do about it?”
“I don’t know, Andy. Wait, here comes a man in a wagon. Maybe he can tell us where the fellow moved to.”
The farmer was consulted and said the basket maker had moved up a side road leading to Lake Caboy.
“It’s only about a quarter of a mile from here,” he explained.
Pepper decided to walk the distance and he and Andy set off. Just as both cadets made a turn in the road they heard a distant rumble of thunder.
“That storm is coming faster than I thought,” said Pepper.
“Right you are, and we’ll have to hurry, unless we want to get wet.”
“Humph! It won’t do any good to get to the sloop. We’ll get wet on her as well as out here, Andy.”
“I suppose that’s so.”