“Maybe not, but he’s handy with a bow. And that’s what counts. Say—”
Dan, who was sprawled comfortably on the ground, suddenly sat up. He gazed steadily toward the bushes behind the castle.
“What’s wrong?” demanded his companion.
“Nothing, I guess,” Dan admitted with a laugh. “For just a minute, I thought—”
“You thought what, Dan?”
“Well, I caught a flash of green over there amid the bushes. I thought I saw someone peeping out.”
“One of the Cubs probably.”
“It could have been, only it didn’t look like any of the fellows.”
“The parents are roaming around the grounds too,” Brad reminded him.
“I know,” Dan admitted, “it couldn’t have been anything. All the same, it gave me a start for a second. I had the feeling someone who shouldn’t be here was watching the filming of our play.”