“Look,” Helen suddenly cried, “There’s a piece of birch bark fastened to it.”
Another moment and Jack was removing the bark which had been tightly bound to the shaft just above the feathered end. Carefully he smoothed it out and bent his head to examine it. Scratched on its surface, evidently with some sharp instrument, were two words: “second warning.”
He handed the piece of bark to Bob without a word.
“May I see it?” Helen asked after Bob read it.
He handed her the bark saying: “Looks as though someone was trying to scare us.”
“Of course the one who put that note on your bed is responsible for this as well,” she declared after a moment’s thought.
“I guess there’s not much doubt about that,” Bob agreed and Jack nodded his head.
“What are you going to do about it?” she asked.
“Nothing, except that I think we’d better get back to camp as soon as we can,” Bob replied with a wink at Jack which he evidently understood for he seconded the motion at once.
“But what’s the hurry?” Helen asked.