Bob knew that it would be useless to deny the obvious fact, so he said nothing.
"Can't yer speak?" the man growled.
"I can, but what's the use?"
"I guess yer're right thar. I caught yer red-handed, so ter speak. But come on an' we'll see what the rest of the gang think about it."
Still keeping his great hand on Bob's collar he half-dragged and half-led him to where the others were waiting.
"What yer got thar, Red?" one of them called as soon as they came in sight.
"Name it an' yer kin have it," Hains laughed. Then as he came into their midst, he continued:
"I caught this feller a piece back thar watchin' of yer. What'll we do with him?"
"Why, that the same boy that was with the girl and other boy we found back a little way off the main trail."
Both because he used better language than the others and by his black hair and beard, Bob recognized the speaker as the man who had found them earlier in the day.