“We’ve got some climb ahead of us,” Jack declared, as an hour later they came to the foot of the range.
“Well, it won’t be the first time we’ve climbed a mountain and I hope it won’t be the last.”
“I don’t believe we need to hunt for signs very much going up here. They wouldn’t be apt to take it across over a mountain,” Jack said as they began the ascent.
“You forget that with these fellows the most unlikely place is the most likely place. If they took it across where anyone would suspect they’d have been caught long ago. The fact that they haven’t been is because they’ve been taking it across some place so unlikely that no one has looked there.”
“My, but it’s a great thing to have brains,” Jack declared as Bob paused.
“Sure is. The trouble is a good many people have them but don’t use them.”
So as they went up the mountain they looked even more carefully for signs if that were possible. As they approached the top the trees began to thin out and the going became easier.
They were almost up when suddenly Bob, who was a few feet ahead, dodged behind a tree and held up his hand for Jack to do the same.
“What’s up?” the latter whispered.
“There’s a man on the top of the mountain just a little way ahead of us.”