"Jack's some cook, isn't he?" queried Bill, as they sat before the fire a short time later.
"We're all agreed on that," said Bob. "I never tasted a better supper than we had."
"If we can get some duck and partridge now and then, we'll certainly live high," said Pud. "I could get along with the trout alone, for I have never tasted anything better than that."
"I was going over and make the guides tell me some of their experiences to-night," said Bob. "To tell the truth, I'm tired, and I think I'll get to bed early. Anyway, I think I'd better wait a while until I get back my French again. They talk pretty good French. It's a sort of dialect, but I can understand them pretty well. I am told that it is easier to understand their patois or dialect than many of the dialects in France itself."
Shortly after night had fallen the boys turned in, and they were soon fast asleep, all weary after their strenuous day.
CHAPTER V
THE SHORT TRAIL TO ESCOUMAINS
They were awakened the next morning by a rifle shot. The boys, as if with one accord, rose up on their elbows and looked around with startled glances.