"Never mind these boys now, Lemm," interposed Slogwell Brown. "We want to fix up our business with old Stevenson first."
"If you have anything to say to Mr. Stevenson, you'll have to come when he is here," answered Jack.
"When do you expect him back?"
"I don't know exactly when he will come—probably before nightfall."
"Then, all we can do is to wait for him," grumbled Slogwell Brown.
"If we have to wait, we might as well go inside his cabin and do it," suggested Nappy. "It's too cold to stay out here."
"Yes, and I'm all tired out from wading through those snowdrifts," added Slugger. He looked past Jack at the other Rover boys. "Had any luck hunting?"
For the moment there was no reply. Then Randy stepped forward.
"I don't know as that is any of your business, Slugger," he replied coldly.
"Oh, say! you needn't get on your high-horse," growled the bully. "What Nappy and I ought to do is to pitch into you for having us fired out of the Hall."