This raised another laugh. Lilly forgot to tug at his tawny moustache and straightening back against a tree opened his mouth and uttered a loud "Haw, haw, haw."
"You laugh like a burro I knew down in New Mexico," observed Stacy, eyeing the guide narrowly, ready to run in case Lilly should take exception to his remark.
"Now, if you boys want any sleep, suppose we turn in again," suggested Lilly.
"I am going to feed the campfire first," answered Tad. "I don't propose to leave that to Master Stacy. Next time he will blow up the outfit."
"No, I reckon we had better set a watch over him. He's worse'n the mosquitoes," declared Billy.
[CHAPTER V]
MAROONED IN A SWAMP
"Hey, Tad!"
"Yes, what is it?" asked Tad Butler, wide awake in an instant in response to Stacy's quiet call.
"What's that roaring?"