"How long are you goin' to be gone?"
"I don't know; but in case I stay you can make up your mind that I've concluded to do the business there, and when he comes toward the shanty be on your feet ready to jump in the minute you hear my voice."
"Hadn't we better keep together?"
"If there's a good chance to hide, I shall wait and try to get the drop on him from the inside."
Then Jet started off as if fearing his companion might attempt to dissuade him from his purpose.
Bob was so far away that there was no reason for moving with such extreme caution, and he walked rapidly around through the underbrush until the hut was between himself and the man, after which he went boldly forward.
It was not a difficult matter to make his way into the shelter, constructed as it was only of brush, and he entered at once.
The hut was entirely enclosed on all sides, save where a narrow door-way had been left open, and Jet soon realized that he could ask for no better place to attempt the capture.
He found both guns in one corner, and these he carried out, hiding them under the leaves some distance away.
It was well he finished this work quickly, for he had hardly regained the shelter of the shanty when from between the branches he could see Bob rise to his feet, yawn wearily, and then come leisurely up the incline.