All this time the boys were keeping their eyes wide open for the possible appearance of a bear. But either there were no bears in that vicinity or the animals knew enough to keep out of sight.
“Gee! I’m getting dog tired,” remarked Andy, about the middle of the afternoon. “If you’ll ask me, I’ll say let’s head back for the bungalow.”
“I second the motion,” said his twin promptly.
All were tired, even though they did not care to admit it, and, coming to a small watercourse, they decided to follow this until they could once more reach the lakeshore.
“I think it will bring us close to the bungalow,” said Gif. “In fact, I’m of the opinion it’s the brook that flows into the lake right beside the house.”
“You mean the brook that Jeff got his bath in?” asked Andy.
“That’s it. Of course I may be mistaken, but I think it’s the same brook.”
It was no easy matter to follow the watercourse, because the bushes were rather thick on either side and they did not wish to get their feet wet if it could be avoided. However, they kept on steadily, and soon came to an open spot where going was a bit easier.
“What’s the matter with one of us shinning up a tree to see just where the lake is located?” remarked Jack presently.