"Rather odd. We must tell daddy about it when we get back."
"If we ever do," sighed the older girl.
"If we ever do?" repeated Alice. "Why of course we'll get back. I don't believe it is going to storm any more."
"I hope not."
On their snowshoes the moving picture girls made their way to the second cabin. But again disappointment awaited them, for there was no answer to their repeated knocks.
"No one at home," spoke Alice. "Shall we try to go in?"
"It would do no good," Ruth decided. "If it is shelter we want we can get it at the other cabin. And as there is no one at home here we can't ask our way. Besides, those men might come back unexpectedly, and I wouldn't have Merley and his two companions find us in their cabin for anything!"
"Neither would I. That Merley would be mean enough," Alice declared, "to charge us rent, and add that to the five hundred dollars he is going to make daddy pay."
"Oh, Alice! What queer ideas you have. But, dear, we mustn't linger here. I wonder if it would do to follow those men?"
"Follow them? What in the world for?"