"Of course we shall!" affirmed Will. "Scatter and search now. Get more lights!"
Fortunately Mollie had some of the pocket torches and soon the little party of searchers was going about the house. In the mantle of newly-fallen snow it would seem to be an easy, matter to pick out the child's footprints and at least trace in which direction he went.
Will was the first to locate them, and a joyful whoop told of his success.
"Here they are!" he called. "He came out of this side door, and headed for the river——"
"The river!" screamed Mrs. Billette, clutching at Mollie's arm.
"Hush, Mother! It is frozen over, you know. He can come to no harm, I'm sure."
"Oh, Will, hurry! Do! Find my little baby!" cried the frantic mother.
Will dashed on, followed by the others. They kept their electric torches aglow, and could easily trace the line of tiny footsteps, since no other persons had passed down this way over the Billette property to the frozen Argono.
A sound near the boathouse attracted Will, and he turned in that direction, seeing instinctively that the steps led there. Then he saw a flash of light in the structure where, in addition to some craft owned by Mollie, was stored Betty's motor boat, the Gem.
"Are you in there, Paul?" cried Will.