LOST IN THE SNOW
Bob and his companions found the hunter pacing up and down the cabin in a state of great agitation.
"I was jest about gittin' off," he exclaimed. "Thought you'd never come. Them rascals will give us the slip yit."
"Who could have robbed you, Yardsley?" demanded Hackett. "It's pretty tough luck, eh?"
"Bless you—yes! When I seed that door open, I know'd something had happened. An' I could hev sold them skins ter Piper, too. Never heard the beat of it."
"Have you seen any suspicious characters around?"
"Nary one!"
"It's mighty queer that somebody should happen along just while you were out. They must have been watching the place pretty closely, eh?"
"Most likely!"
"My eye! There's the wildcat. Why, it's a whopper, Somers—"