“Just what we are,” affirmed Amos. “A bit back we were heading due east, and now our course is almost north.”
“Well, there’s the old moon going peeking up on the right,” Perk commented, cheerily. “I can’t remember a time I felt happier to glimpse her smiling face. I’m tired of seeing things lying in wait for us. Ugh!”
Indeed, all of them felt somewhat the same way, so that when the moon was discovered through the aisles of the forest her appearance was greeted joyfully.
“Keep your eyes on the lookout for any signs of the old cabin,” Elmer warned his three chums. “It would be a joke on us if we went past without discovering it. But I’ve a notion this dim trail ought to lead straight to the door.”
Accordingly four pairs of eager eyes kept on the alert every minute of the time, and presently Wee Willie, who possessed remarkably keen vision, made an eager announcement.
“There, over a little to the left—I’m sure it must be a shack under that big tree!” he hastened to say.
“Something moved just then; didn’t you see it slip away?” Perk added in a thrilling whisper.
“You’re still dreaming of cats by the wholesale, Perk!” chided the tall chum, disdainfully.
“It was something that seemed to double over, and disappear back in the shadows!” sturdily declared the stout boy; “mebbe only a dog, though!”
“And what would any dog be doing away up here?” demanded Wee Willie.