Then, free from all anxiety, the three made their way into the forest. The way seemed blind enough to the two detectives, who were, of course, on unfamiliar ground.
“Are you sure you can find the place?” asked one of them, doubtfully, addressing himself to Harry.
“Sure,” answered Harry, briefly.
“It seems blind.”
“I know the wood well. I have played here from a boy.”
“Where does this Temple live?” asked the second detective.
“In the edge of the wood.”
“Near here?”
“No, on the other side of the wood.”
“It is to be hoped he has not grown distrustful and removed the box.”