“I haven't got them.”
“Where is the satchel?”
“I threw it away when you started after me.”
“Down at the railroad tracks?”
“Yes.”
“Don't you believe that,” broke in Bill Badger. “At least, not unless he emptied the satchel first.”
“Show me the way you came,” said Joe.
“Make him point out the satchel, or make him suffer,” went on Bill Badger.
“I've got an idea!” cried our hero, suddenly. “Perhaps he left the satchel in the tree.”
“That's so. Well, if you want to climb up and look around, I'll watch the pair of 'em.”