CHAPTER VIII
WORMING THE TRUTH FROM A WHINER
ET me in—quick!" demanded a voice.
"Move on!" ordered Dave.
"Whoever they are, they can break in through the windows, at any rate," muttered Harry Hazelton, in a voice that was just a trifle unsteady.
"We have legal right to occupy this cabin," called Dick through the door. "No one else has any right to be here."
"I know that," answered the voice, "but let me in before I freeze!"
To the amazement of some of the others, Dick Prescott raised the bar and swung the door open.