“It’s mighty funny,” growled Chub. “And he’s up to something too; you mark my words! He’s up to mischief!”
“And we’re not in it,” grieved Roy.
“Oh!” cried Harry suddenly. “Have you tried the barn?”
“No!” answered the others in a breath. “Come on!”
They raced together along the curving drive and reached the barn quite out of breath. Chub held up a warning finger.
“He must be in here,” he whispered. “We’ve looked everywhere else. So let’s surprise him. Go easy and I’ll try the door.”
They tiptoed up and Chub lifted the wooden latch. The door yielded. With a frightful yell Chub threw the door open and they darted in. There was no one in sight.