“Well, don’t blame me for it,” answered the fat boy.
“Professor, calm yourself,” begged Tad. “Those men have met with a lot of crookedness. You can’t blame them. I shouldn’t be surprised if some other person had been trying to follow them since they have been out this time. They probably think we are in league with the others to get ahead of them in the discovery of this treasure.”
“I don’t believe there is any treasure,” raged the Professor.
195“As to that, of course, I can’t say, but I should think it quite probable that they had something definite. There must be something in what they have to go on. They are not fools, but intelligent men. What is more, they must think they are on the right track or they wouldn’t fly off the handle as Darwood has done to-day. What will you do?” asked Tad.
“Do? Do? What do you think I am going to do?”
“Knowing you as I do, I should say you would go on as we have planned,” answered Butler laughingly.
“Exactly! If that man thinks he can frighten us out of our course he will find that he has made a grave mistake.”
“Why didn’t you punch him when you had the chance?” demanded Chunky. “You could have hit him an awful wallop when his chin was in the air that time.”
“Stacy! You are a savage!” rebuked the Professor.
“Maybe, maybe,” reflected the fat boy. “But judging from some things that have occurred in this camp this morning, I’m not the only savage in the outfit.”