Of a sudden the whooping and yelling ceased, and the savages disappeared.
Nothing more was seen or heard of them for a time.
Frank was not a little surprised and puzzled.
“I wonder what game they are up to now?” he muttered. “I think we will keep a sharp look out.”
He was not deceived.
He did not by any means credit the assumption that the savages had given up the contest.
This was not a reasonable hypothesis.
“Begorra, mebbe we’re comin’ to some hole in the ground, or something av the sort!” cried Barney, suspiciously.
“It will do no harm to keep a good watch anyway,” rejoined Frank.
And this was done.