"I guess we'll put in part of the day looking into the matter,"
Dick assented.
"Where shall we land?" asked Dalzell.
"As nearly as possible opposite the exact spot where you saw the man's head," Prescott made answer.
"Over there where that bent birch shows between the two chestnut trees," announced Reade, pointing with his paddle.
"Pull for that place," Dick ordered.
In a few minutes the canoe was drawn up along the shore so that
Dick could step on land.
"You'd better come with me, Tom," said Prescott.
"And I'm the nifty little boat-tender who stays here and dozes in the shade?" asked Danny Grin, with a grimace.
"Are you good and strong this morning?" queried Dick, with a smile.
"Strong enough to walk, anyway," Dan retorted.