“Come on to where we can look into the cave,” said Harry, and they moved to another spot, where Jack presently joined them.
“By the boots! but I had a narrow escape!” said Jack, with a shiver. “That crack from the bear’s paw nearly knocked me silly!”
“What shall we do?” questioned Boxy, after a moment of silence.
“I’d like to shoot him,” replied Harry. “What a prize he would make!”
“Oh, my! I wouldn’t go near him for the world!” exclaimed Boxy.
“Nor I!” added Andy. “Don’t try it, Harry! It will cost you your life!”
“How are you going to kill him?” asked Jack. “Not a single one of us has a gun.”
“Didn’t you have your gun out?” asked Harry, turning to Boxy.
“I had the rifle out, but I—I dropped it when the bear leaped down,” stammered Boxy, in considerable confusion.
“Where did you drop it?”