“Non. We look for beeg man,” he finally managed to say.
“Well, I’m glad that it wasn’t we who were putting you to all the trouble. But you made a pretty quick trip to Skowhegan.”
“I no gone dar yet. Mebby go ver’ queek now.”
“I see. Well as long as you were not looking for us we might as well be moving I guess.”
Jack had also drawn his revolver and was holding it in his hand although not pointing it at any of the men. They slowly backed away, Bob still keeping Pierre covered.
“We’ll have to look sharp, Jack,” he said in a low tone. “Those fellows mean trouble and they may follow us. Just as soon as we get out of sight we’ll slip behind a couple of trees and see what they’re up to.”
As long as they were in sight the three men stood still making no motion either to follow them or to go away.
“Now you get behind that tree and I’ll take this one,” Bob said as soon as he was sure that they were out of sight.
They waited for fully fifteen minutes but there was no sign of pursuit.
“I guess they aren’t going to follow us after all,” Bob whispered as he stepped from behind the tree and retraced his steps a short distance.