“I’m sure we won’t,” said Dan, pocketing the order.
“But remember,” Mr. Silverton warned as the boys turned to leave, “you’re on trial. If any of the Cubs disobey instructions, your privileges will end. Now get along with you. I have work to do.”
CHAPTER 3
Stragglers
Jubilant at having obtained permission to visit the Silverton Pheasant Farm, Dan and Brad told Mr. Holloway the good news when he came for them twenty minutes later.
“Fine!” he praised. “You boys must have put up a good argument. We’ll plan a trip to the farm tomorrow if the weather permits.”
The following morning, cheered by a warm sun which rapidly dried the damp trails, the Cubs set off for the Silverton Pheasant farm with Sam Hatfield and Midge’s father.
“Remember, gang,” the Cub leader warned as he paused on the path where the party had met Saul Dobbs the previous day. “We’re here on trial. Mr. Silverton will toss us out in nothing flat if we wander into forbidden areas. Everyone got that straight?”
To make certain that all the Cubs understood, Dan passed out the map which Mr. Silverton had given him the previous day.
“This section along Crooked Creek near the main road and the river is taboo,” he said, outlining it with his finger tip.
“Wonder why Silverton doesn’t want us to go there?” speculated Red.