But presently all these things had been arranged. Paul himself intended to pass the night in the open. He declared he would really enjoy the experience; and two others insisted on keeping him company—little Nuthin and Bobolink.
So Paul, who knew a lot about these things, showed them just how to wrap themselves up like mummies in their blankets, and then lie with their feet to the fire. He said old hunters and cowboys always slept that way when camping in the open.
CHAPTER XXXII
CONCLUSION
Paul was awakened by feeling something nudging him in the ribs. It was Bobolink's elbow; and, thinking at first that it might be an accident, the scout master made no move.
But again he received a severe jolt. And at the same time came a whisper close in his ear:
"Paul! Are you awake?" Bobolink was saying, so low that any one six feet away could not have heard his voice.
"What ails you?" asked Paul.
He might have imagined that the other had been taken ill, from over feeding, perhaps, and wanted Paul, as the doctor of the troop, to give him some medicine. But on second thought Paul realized that there was too much mystery about the action of Bobolink to admit of such an explanation.
"Listen, Paul," the other went on, still whispering, "there's some sort of wild beast goin' to raid the camp!"