"I reckon you're right and it won't be very long to wait as it's beginning to thicken up a bit now. Gee, but some chow would go good about now."
"You said a mouthful but cheer up, we'll be hungrier than this before we get a chance to eat I reckon."
"You're a cheerful beggar," Bob grinned as he looked about for a good place to wait. "Let's get over behind that clump of trees. No one'll be apt to see us there."
They were hardly settled when they heard the two men coming back and they thanked their lucky stars, as Jack put it, that they had not kept on the trail. But they got no further information for the men did not speak a word as they went past. Slowly the shadows deepened and soon the moon peeped over the tree tops.
"She's going to be pretty near full tonight," Bob declared as he rose to stretch his legs.
"Wonder if it'll be a help or a hindrance to us," Jack mused.
"Hard to tell that when we don't know what we're going to be up against."
Another half hour passed and Bob again stood up.
"I reckon it's about as dark as it's going to get," he said.
"All right, let's go."