“It’s a pity we are not going to stay longer,” grumbled Boxy. “Three days gone already!”
“But three days are not two weeks,” said Andy, cheerfully.
The hut finished, they tackled the fireplace.
A dozen flat stones were sought for and found, and Jack showed them how a regular oven could be constructed. The uprights and the cross pole which had been used previously were allowed to remain, with the pot suspended over them, full of water.
“It’s a good thing to have hot water any time you want it,” observed Andy, and the others agreed with him.
By this time it was two o’clock, and they lost no time in preparing to go on the hunt.
“How Pete Sully and the others would envy us if they knew how nicely we were situated,” observed Boxy.
“I’ll bet they were mad when we left them to shift for themselves on the ice,” put in Andy. “We’ll have an account to settle with them when we get home.”
“That’s so, but I’m not going to worry,” returned Harry. “Come on, fellows, let us see what we can start up between now and sundown.”
And all together they started off on a hunt that was to be one of the most perilous of the whole outing.