He had seen a man turn into the Dolby place. It was only a glimpse he had of the fellow, but Bob was quite startled.
“Hey, what are you lagging behind for?” called out Sammy, briskly.
“Pshaw!” mused Bob, “I’ve got my head so full of that tramp, I take every stranger I see for him. It couldn’t have been him I just saw go into Dolby’s. And if it was, what of it?”
With that Bob let the subject drift out of his mind. He joined his chums, who were gaily talking over their plans for the big bonfire on the beach of Rainbow Lake that night.
CHAPTER V
THE BIG BONFIRE
“Bob, isn’t this fine?” cried Frank.
“Jolly!” replied Bob, with vim.
“And the eating—um! um!” gloated Sammy, nibbling at a toasted piece of cheese on the end of a stick.