CHAPTER XII.
DECOYED TO DANGER.
The first thing was breakfast. Prudence was no match for ravenous hunger, and the boys greedily devoured the last scrap of food. They even searched the pine boughs for fallen crumbs.
“It don’t seem as though I had eaten anything at all,” said Brick, mournfully.
“Well, it won’t be long till we get a good, square meal,” said Jerry. “The snow must be packed pretty hard by this time, so the tunnel won’t take so long to dig.”
“And there won’t be much danger of caving in,” added Hamp.
The boys sat talking for a while before they began the great undertaking. Their very lives depended on reaching the storehouse.
“I hope we can get out of this,” replied Brick. “I’m sick of this part of the country. I’ve been wondering what became of those two men.”