"Think it's a raid?" Jack asked.
"What do you suppose it is?" Bob retorted. "Think they're indulging in target practice?"
"Not exactly, but——"
"Stop talking and get a hustle on," Bob ordered as he pulled open the door and stepped out of the room.
There was no one in the kitchen and he rushed out on to the porch where he bumped into Jeb who was about to come in.
"Is it Hains?" he asked.
"No doubt of it, I guess, but you boys keep out of it."
"But we want to go."
"Too risky."
"But we'll be careful and——"