“Am I right?” demanded Dick.
“You say right. It is that fellow. He no more crazy than you an’ me. He look like wild man, that’s all. I think mebbe Wolf Brennan tell him come over dress like that to make us big scare.”
“That’s what I think.”
Sandy caught at Dick’s arm.
“Well,” he said nervously, “let’s get away from here before we’re discovered.”
Dick did not reply. His face was serious, absorbed. He was thinking deeply.
“Let’s get out of here,” Sandy insisted. “Remember, Dick, they’re armed and we aren’t.”
“Just a moment, Sandy. It’s just occurred to me that these men must have a canoe or craft of some kind. I’ve been wondering if it wouldn’t be possible to get it away from them a little later when they fall asleep. If we can successfully put such a plan into effect, it won’t take us long to get to Half Way House.”
Toma emphatically nodded his head.
“Yes, if they got canoe, we try get it.”