“They are coming—I can see them,” whispered Gaff Caven. “Be as quiet as a mouse.”
In a moment more Joe and Bill Badger stood directly under the tree.
“I think the noise came from near here,” said Joe.
“I agree,” answered the westerner.
At that moment our hero looked up and saw a man's arm circling a tree limb far over his head.
“They are up there!” he shouted.
“Sure?”
“Yes, I just saw one of them.”
“Then we've got 'em treed,” came with a broad grin from Bill Badger. “What's the next turn of the game?”
“We have got to make them both prisoners.”