“Just what I was going to ask you.”
“Did you think it came from the Sleepers’ cabin?”
“Shouldn’t say so. It sounded farther off than that.”
“I’m not so sure about that.”
“Then I reckon we’d better go see,” Jack said as he dropped lightly to the ground.
They made their way as rapidly as possible toward the cabin, not daring to make use of their flash lights, and had nearly reached it when a voice ordered:
“That’s near enough.”
At the same instant a beam of light sprang from the porch.
“That you Mr. Sleeper?” Bob asked in a low tone.
“Is that you, Bob?” The man asked instead of replying to his question.