Tad groaned in his disappointment, and sitting down on a rock, buried his head in his hands.
CHAPTER XIV
RESCUE PARTIES ON THE TRAIL
"Who is in charge in his place? There must be some one that I can talk to," demanded the lad, starting to his feet.
"Might see Tom Phipps, the assistant superintendent."
"Where is he? Tell me quickly."
"See that shack over there?"
"Yes."
"Well, if he ain't there, he's somewhere else."
"Thank you," said Tad, unheeding the fling.