“I hope we won’t have to get to the fighting stage of the game,” Teddy remarked, as they kept pushing forward in a direct line; “but if we do I know I can depend on you to back me up. There are other ways to win out. Well, here goes to douse the glim.”
He blew the lantern out and hung it on the branch of a tree he marked.
“I can find it again given half a chance,” he said; “and now we’ve got to do the rest of it in the dark.”
Through the silent pine woods they crept like shadows, flitting from tree to tree.
Now and then Teddy would pause to listen, for caution had become second nature with the boy and he did not mean to lead his friend into trouble, if he knew it. But no sound came to their ears, at least nothing that would indicate the presence of human beings near.
Then through the trees they caught the gleam of a light, which, from its steady character they believed must come from the small window of a cabin.