"And the fellow had black whiskers on his chin, and said he was a guide and cook."
"That's the very one. Have you seen him?"
"I will tell you after your story is finished."
"Well we had a right nice time together. I gave him part of my lunch, an' then he wanted me to come back with him; but I told him I'd got to get to the telegraph office——"
"Did you let him know what you were going there for?" Jet asked, excitedly.
"Of course not, though he tried mighty hard to find out. He was lookin' for a party what's coming through the carry in a day or two, an' has got a job with 'em at four dollars a day. He said they was over to Pine Pond, an' promised to give me two dollars, if I'd see if I could find 'em."
"Why didn't he go?" Jet asked, in a peculiar tone.
"'Cause he didn't know the way."
"Funny kind of a guide not to be better acquainted than a boy who never attempted anything of the kind."
"Well, you see, the most of his work has been done 'round Raquette Lake way."