The matter was talked over among the Rovers and Spouter and Gif, who were let into the secret. Spouter looked the flashlight over, and was certain that it belonged to Gabe.
“I was down in Haven Point when he bought it,” he said. “I was thinking of getting one of them myself, so I looked them over pretty carefully.”
“I’ve got an idea!” cried Andy. “Just let me have those things, and I’ll see to it that Werner and Glutts get them back—and with a vengeance.”
“What’s the scheme?” questioned his twin eagerly, while the others listened, being equally curious.
“I’ll put each of them in a real, nice, comfortable, little package,” answered Andy, with a grin. “And then to-night, if I can get the chance, I’ll put one in Werner’s cot and the other in Glutts’s.”
“What do you mean by a ’real, nice, comfortable, little package?’” questioned Fred.
“Oh, a package that he’ll feel when he lies down on it. Something that he won’t be apt to overlook,” returned Andy innocently.
“Wow! that’s the stuff,” cried Randy eagerly. “Let’s have those things, Jack. We’ll fix ’em up O. K.”
“Well, you take care that you don’t get caught at it,” answered the young captain, and then passed the flashlight and the silk handkerchief over to the twins.
The cadets were now among the Lookout Hills, and after the lunch hour they had a long hike over two more of the hills. On the top of the last of these, they paused to rest and to look around them. A grand panorama burst upon their view, stretching many miles in all directions. Directly ahead, through a somewhat dense forest, they could see Barlight Bay, the waters of which sparkled brightly in the sunshine. Off to the northeast were some cleared fields, and this spot was pointed out to them as that where the camp was to be located. To the southeast, beyond the timber and a series of jagged rocks, was another cleared space stretching for several miles, and this was dotted by numerous low buildings and tents.