"Hullo, there!" called out the eldest of the Rovers.
The man sat up in alarm and made a movement as if to draw a pistol.
"What do you want of me?" he asked roughly.
CHAPTER XVI
A SCENE FROM A TREETOP
"I don't know as we want anything of you," said Dick. "We chanced to be riding by, that is all."
"Oh!" The man looked relieved and let his hand drop from his pistol pocket. "Are you alone?"
"No, there is quite a crowd of us."
At this, the man leaped up and looked out of the open doorway of the shack. His face fell again when he saw so many, and all well mounted.
"May I ask what you are doing here?" he questioned, turning his sharp eyes on Dick once more.