The young man turned away instantly. Laura saw that he flushed and then paled again. He did not stop to say a word to the party of young folk from Centerport. Instead, he stepped into the thick underbrush and was almost instantly lost to their sight.
Short and Long had hastened to get over the border of the farmer’s posted preserve. But he had brought the trout with him—and it weighed a good pound and a half!
CHAPTER XX
LAURA KEEPS HER SECRET
They left the farmer threatening vengeance upon the strange young man who had used his shot-gun to such good purpose.
“That fellow’s all right, whoever he is,” Lance declared. “And how quick he was with his gun!”
“He knows how to use one,” Short and Long agreed, with admiration. “I wish I could have thanked him.”
“And this dummy here!” added Lance, with a look of disgust at Purt. “You had that old pistol in your pocket, didn’t you?” he demanded of the dude.