“Or else there was no one there when we got here.”
“But we saw their smoke last night.”
“I know, but they might have gone off and left a fire in the stove.”
“Possible, but unlikely.”
“Well, I suppose the only thing to do is to watch until we’re sure.”
“I guess.”
They took up their position behind the bush which sheltered them from the rain to a slight extent and waited.
“‘Rain before seven, clear off before eleven,’” Jack whispered. “But it don’t look much like it,” he added glancing up at the sky.
“The wind’s changing though. It was in the east till a few minutes ago and now it’s nearly south. If it keeps on till it gets into the northwest it’ll probably break.”
“Here’s hoping.”