“Peep out there,” Bob told him holding the low branch of a tree aside.
Through the opening Jack could see the front of a rough shanty only a few feet away.
“Did you see anyone?” he asked drawing back.
“No.”
“Then why all the caution?”
“Better to be careful than sorry,” Bob whispered.
“Well, shall we investigate or go around?”
“What do you think?”
“I say investigate.”
“Come on, then, but keep your eyes open.”