Chick Carter gazed in the direction indicated.
The two detectives were comfortably seated on a log in the midst of a cluster of shrubbery.
The shrubbery formed a part of the scrub and bushes skirting the woodland back of the extensive Badger estate.
Nearly a hundred yards away was the stable, a side view, with the long carriage-house adjoining, as previously described.
Fifty yards beyond was the Badger dwelling, rear elevation, with the back door and windows in plain sight, as well as part of one of the side verandas.
The intervening ground was clear of trees, and nothing obstructed the view of the two watching detectives.
They were executing Nick’s command given them that morning, that of learning what they could about the Badger place without being seen.
They had already measured it from in front, and had arrived at their present vantage-point about half an hour before, bent upon watching till they were reasonably assured as to the number of servants in the house and stable.
Matters always moved lively with the Carters after a trail was once fairly struck, and in this case they were no exception.
That which had occasioned Patsy’s muttered exclamation was now observed by Chick, who parted the shrubbery concealing them to view the object a little better.