"How about the storehouse door, Yardsley?" asked Piper.
"HOW ABOUT THE STOREHOUSE DOOR?"
"Wal," replied the trapper, with a faint grin, "we can't tell much from that, mates. When them furs was taken out, the bolt was knocked clean off. Then, not havin' nothin' of value left, I never fixed it."
"Nothing forgotten," sneered Piper.
"Hello, I believe there is another paper up there," broke in Dave Brandon, abruptly.
"Where, Chubby?" asked Dick.
"Sticking out over that bundle!"