“Then you think—”
“That we’d better lay low for a while in the hope that they’ll go away and give us a chance to see what’s inside that cabin without meeting them,” Bob interrupted.
“That heap good plan,” Kernertok nodded his head.
“Then we’d better get back where we were, I suppose,” Rex suggested.
“Right away I should say,” Bob agreed.
It was nearly eight o’clock before the three men again emerged from the cabin. This time they did not hesitate, but made their way at once down to the shore of the lake, and by parting the bushes in front of him, Bob saw that they got into a canoe and started swiftly down the lake.
“Come on,” he whispered to Rex. “Let’s get back and tell Jack and Kernertok.”
“So you think the coast is clear,” Jack said, as soon as they had told what they had seen.
“It is, so far as those three are concerned.”
It was quickly decided that Kernertok should stay outside and keep watch while the three boys went into the cabin.