“All three of them?”
“All three.”
“All right. Bar that back door, Jack.”
“What are you going to do?” Rex asked anxiously.
“The only thing we can do. Just wait and see what they will do,” Bob replied.
“One thing’s on our side, and that is that we’ve got all the food and I reckon we can stand a siege longer than they can,” Jack declared.
“I’m not so sure about that,” Bob said slowly shaking his head. “Remember, they are skilled woodsmen, and I guess they can find plenty to eat such as is. They won’t starve.”
“They’re just landing,” Rex, who was watching from a little front window, announced.
“Quick! Get that front door barred,” Bob said. “I nearly forgot that.”
Fortunately the front door as well as the back was made to be fastened with a heavy bar of wood, and it was but an instant’s work to slip the bar in its place.