“The first thing to do is to get out of this woods,” said Jack. “Then perhaps we can strike a farmhouse and get some refreshments. I am not hungry, but I’d like to have a drink of cold water.”
“Maybe you’d refuse a nice piece of pie?” said Pepper, sarcastically. “Or some fresh doughnuts?”
“Stop, Pep!” cried Andy. “I am getting hungry now. Come on!”
“Where to?”
“Out of the woods.”
“Which way?”
That was the question, and the three cadets stared around them helplessly.
“By the sun the lake must be in that direction,” said Jack. “Let us try to reach the water. Perhaps we can hail some passing boat.”
The others agreed, and leaving the balloon where it was, they made their way among the tall trees for a distance of several rods.
“Hullo! here’s a road!” cried Andy. “This must lead to somewhere. We are in luck.”