The three Cubs were deeply worried, for White Nose and Eagle Feather plainly were being driven by thoughts of revenge.
“What’s all this about anyhow?” Red demanded. “Why are you both so scared they’ll go to the cave?”
“There’s a lot you don’t know,” Brad shot back. “Furthermore, Dan and I haven’t time to explain things now. Come on! We’ve got to get out to camp right away or there may be no pow-wow today.”
Decidedly crestfallen to think he had made a serious blunder, Red said no more. The three Cubs quickly paid for the groceries, and with the sacks, started off at a fast walk for the Holloway place at the edge of the park preserve.
Enroute, Brad and Dan told Red of their fear that the man sought by the two Indians might be hiding in the cave.
“No one was there when we explored yesterday,” Dan admitted. “All the same, Mr. Hatfield found plenty of evidence someone had been living there recently.”
“What d’you think would happen if White Nose and Eagle Feather find the cave?” Red speculated uneasily.
“No telling,” Brad answered. He quickened his pace. “You heard that story they told about the stolen turquoise toad.”
“Gosh! You think the medicine man they’re after may be hiding in the cave?”
“We’re wondering, that’s all. If White Nose and Eagle Feather should come upon the fellow unexpectedly—well—”