"Dressed just the same?"
"Just exactly."
"Why didn't you take a picture of him?" asked Frank.
"Huh, don't you ever think I didn't," was the reply. "I've got it in my camera now. When we get to camp I'll develop it and print some. I've got pictures of the men, too, and about everything around the hole in the ground where they hid me."
"That is as it should be!" Ned declared. "But how did you do it!"
"They are easy!" was all the reply Jimmie made.
A quarter of a mile away from the chimney rock Ned paused and looked back.
"I can't understand where those men went to," he said.
"My friends do you mean?" asked Jimmie with a grin. "They're going on a hop yet."
"No; the men who did the shooting," said Ned.