CHAPTER XXVIII
IN THE CAVE
“We’re in for it now!” cried Jack, as he looked up at the sky and at the trees beginning to bend in the wind.
“And it’s going to be some storm, or I miss my guess,” added Gif.
“I wonder if we can find any shelter around here?” put in Randy. “If we can’t we’ll be soaked to the skin in no time.”
“Jackson was telling me of a couple of caves toward the end of these woods,” said Spouter quickly. “I wonder if we could reach the nearest of them? It might help us to get out of the rain.”
“Come on—let’s try it!” put in Fred eagerly.
Leaving the dead wolf where it had fallen, the boys pushed forward on the trail, which now led downward on the other side of the hill. Here they noticed the going was getting rougher, and presently they found themselves entering a defile among the rocks. Here the trees were more scattering and consequently they were exposed to the full fury of the elements. Ever and anon a flash of lightning would illumine the sky, followed by the crack and rumble of thunder.