But the damage had been done. Eagle Feather and White Nose were keen enough to know that Dan and Brad had sought to prevent their friend from revealing the exact location of the cave. They did not ask for more information.
Instead, they spoke together in their own language. Then without completing their purchases or paying for the ones already ordered, they hurriedly left the store.
“Now what got into them?” the storekeeper demanded, scratching his head. “They order groceries and then go off without taking ’em along.”
“And what was the idea of stepping on my foot?” Red demanded indignantly of his friends.
“We ought to have stepped on your tongue,” Brad retorted. “You’ve done it now!”
“Done what?”
“You had to blurt out about that cave.”
“Well, I thought they knew about it, and the sand painting too.”
“You thought wrong,” Brad said furiously. “You just fed them a lot of useful information. Now, unless I’m tangled up, they’re out for mischief.”
“Mischief?” Red echoed blankly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”