“That’s something I’m not so sure of,” was the slow reply. “Which direction do you think it is in?”
The matter was talked over for several minutes, and finally the cadets moved off once more, this time at an acute angle to the direction they had before pursued. They went forward for perhaps a quarter of a mile, and then, much to their surprise, suddenly came out upon a well-defined wagon road.
“Well, what do you know about this!” cried Randy in astonishment.
“Where do you suppose this road leads to?” questioned his brother.
At this Randy shook his head, and Spouter did likewise. They could see the tracks of a horse and wagon in the road, and also the marks of automobile tires.
“It must be quite a road if it is used by automobiles,” was Spouter’s comment. “Now the question is—which way shall we go in order to get to our camp?” All had noticed that the road ran in something of a semicircle.
While the cadets were deliberating, they made another discovery. Smoke was coming up from among some of the trees near by, and, walking in that direction, they made out a fair-sized cabin, nestling deep between some trees and brushwood.
“Maybe we can get some assistance at that place,” remarked Andy.
“I don’t believe it!” returned his brother quickly. “It’s more than likely the people who live there are in league with those Germans. They must have heard those noises the same as we did, and probably know all about how they are being made.”
“That’s it!” warned Spouter. “If I were you, I’d go slow in showing myself to anybody who may be at that cabin.”