"It seems as if there must have been a struggle here!" George argued in a moment. "The man lost hair, whiskers, a buckle, and a patch off his hunting shirt! I don't see how I could have slept through it all!"
"Well, you did!" returned Sandy, "and that's all there is to it!"
"Are we going out tonight?" asked George.
"Of course, we are!" answered Sandy. "We're not going to crawl into bed in comfort and leave Bert in the hands of some brigand!"
Will held up his hand for silence, and the boys sat looking at each other with questioning eyes as a soft knock came on one of the windows.
In an instant their eyes were turned in the direction of the sound, and what they saw caused them to spring excitedly to their feet.
During the silence which followed, the sound of a heavy footstep was heard at the door of the cabin. When they looked again nothing was to be seen at the window.