"I don't know, unless they caught somebody in the act of running off with our duds and ran after them."
"Let us call again."
This they did, using the full power of their lungs. Soon an answering cry came back, and Whopper appeared on the river bank above them, followed by Giant. Each carried a bundle of clothing under his arm and some shoes in his hand.
"Well, what does this mean?" demanded the doctor's son, as the others drew closer.
"You're fine fellows to stay away so long," grumbled Giant.
"We called to you about a million times that we wanted help," put in Whopper.
"Well, we've had our troubles of our own," answered Snap. "A big, angry ram came after us and held us prisoners for awhile. But what happened here? Did somebody run away with our outfits."
"Yes, and we had a great time getting them again," answered Whopper.
"We had to run after the chaps barefooted," came from Giant. "Just look at my feet," and he showed how they had been cut and scratched.
"Who were they?" demanded the doctor's son.