“Don’t anybody look just yet; but there’s a man watching us in those bushes back of you, Hugh.”
CHAPTER V.
SIGNS OF BROODING TROUBLE.
Thanks to the fact that all of them heard the warning uttered by Ralph, no one was so incautious as to suddenly turn and stare toward the bushes mentioned by the chum who had given the alarm.
“Keep on talking as if nothing had happened,” advised Hugh. “By degrees all of us can take a peep.”
Perhaps even then he was half inclined to believe Ralph must have made a mistake and only imagined he saw a face. A minute later and the scout master realized that undoubtedly there was a man concealed back of the bushes, for his face was raised in plain view, only to again vanish back of the covert.
“Looked like one of those foreigners for a fact, Hugh,” muttered Arthur Cameron.
“You mean the three who were chased by the bull, don’t you?” asked the other.
“Just what I do,” replied Arthur, positively.
“It’s a dark face, and might belong to an Italian or a Hungarian, such as they say most of those strikers are,” continued Hugh.
“He may have been looking for a chance to pick up something worth eating.”