Jerry remembered that it was immediately after he had taken the longest doze of any that he heard something that thrilled him.
He raised his head to listen, and then kicked his companion in the calf of the leg. Bluff only grunted, possibly believing, if he thought anything at all, it might be only an accident.
“Bluff—oh, Bluff!”
Now he caught the sound of Jerry’s voice close to his ear, and it was accompanied by yet another prod with his toe, this time of a more vigorous nature than before.
“Hey! What ails you, Jerry? If you can’t sleep, what’s the need of punching me that way?” grumbled Bluff.
“But I tell you there is something trying to get in here!!” argued the other.
At that, Bluff condescended to slightly raise his head. He was more awake by now, for he realized that Jerry was in earnest.
“I don’t see anything but that our fire is going down some. Now I’m roused up, I guess I’d better put on more stuff,” he remarked sleepily, as he started to sit up.
“Watch back there and you’ll see, I tell you!” And Jerry pointed toward the side of their weak barricade, where it joined the upturned roots and frozen soil.
Having his attention pivoted upon the one particular spot, Bluff was not long in making a surprising discovery.