“I wouldn’t mind going over there to-night!” Jimmie declared.
“Then let’s go,” advised Carl.
“Huh! I didn’t say anything about your going!”
“You know very well you always have to have me with you,” Carl chuckled. “You get into trouble when you go alone.”
“Here,” Ben called from the tent where Mr. Havens lay, “what are you boys planning now? No one leaves the camp to-night, understand!”
“Of course not,” grinned Jimmie.
“I should say not!” echoed Carl.
“Now, this is on the level,” Ben argued. “If you boys are planning anything for to-night, you want to quit it, right now! If those fellows around that other fire are watching us, you couldn’t do a thing that would please them more than to wander off in the darkness.”
“Who said anything about wandering off in the darkness?” demanded Jimmie. “You’re always seeing things that are not present.”
“Anyway,” Carl said with a yawn, “it’s time we were all in bed!”