“We’ll do that little thing,” said Warde.
“New conundrum,” said Ed. “What is a scout?”
“You are,” said Westy. “I wish I’d never met that Mr. Wilde.”
“Forget it,” said Warde.
“All right, now we know the first thing,” said Ed. “How about the second? Where do we go from here?”
Westy glanced at him quickly and there was just the least suggestion of something glistening in his eyes. “Are you willing to hike it?” he asked.
“You tell ’em I am,” said Ed Carlyle.
CHAPTER VI
STRANDED
“Well, we know which direction to start in, and that’s something,” said Westy.
“And we’re not hungry yet, and that’s something else,” said Warde. “We ought to be able to walk fifteen miles to-day and the rest of the way to-morrow. And if we can’t find enough to eat in Montana to keep us from starving——”