"You must look out for Eben," said Rawson jocosely. "Them Connecticut Yankees are as sharp as they make 'em."
"I will risk it," said Dean. "I am very glad to meet you both, for I was beginning to feel that I was lost."
"Eben and I are too good mountaineers to be easily lost. How long have you been in these woods?"
"Since yesterday noon."
"Did you sleep out?"
"No, I found a cabin where I lodged."
"You were in luck."
"In bad luck."
"How is that?" asked Rawson in surprise. "Were you robbed?"