All joined in the laugh that followed.
At every sound, and the woods in the stillness of the night furnished a surprising number, the young hunters gripped their guns more tightly. Bob piled several huge logs on the fire, which crackled and roared in a most cheerful fashion.
"No beast would dare to come around with a blaze like that," declared Bob. "Old Bill Agnew told me once that—"
"Listen!"
It was Dick Travers who uttered this exclamation.
The sound of voices, coming from the direction of the woods, suddenly reached their ears with astonishing clearness, then came the loud report of guns, mingling together in a blast of sound, while, a moment later, a single shot reverberated. More confused cries followed.
"As I live, the Trailers!" exclaimed Sam Randall.
"The wildcat must have been nosing around their camp," said Bob.
"And judging by the sound, it is close here," added Dave Brandon.
"But we haven't seen the light of any camp-fire," objected Sam.