Glad ye thought 'bout the ole lone
trapper, boys. Come agin, soon, an' any time. An', Bill, when ye git them
picters printed remember I'm in one, an' that pelt thief, too."
"I'll see you get copies of both. Good-by!" called out Will.
They trudged back with less ambition to make time than when on the
morning tramp, for all of them were feeling a little stiff. As they came
in sight of the home camp, Jerry broke out with:
"Say, she looks some nice, with the two tents standing there, and old
Toby working around."
"Do you see Bluff?" asked Frank, a trifle uneasily.
"Why, no, but what makes you say that?"
"I've got a suspicion about him, that's all Hello, Toby, everything
all right?"
"Sho, Marse Frank, eberything am lubly an' de goose hangs high."
"How about Bluff--where is he?"
"Don't no nuffin' 'bout dat boy; he went off in de mornin' an' ain't
kim back."
"Just what I feared, fellows," said Frank. "That silly chap has gone
hunting up the camp of the Lasher crowd, and like as not got himself
in trouble."
CHAPTER IX
JERRY TAKES CHANCES
The announcement of Frank stunned both the others for a moment.
"Do you really believe that?" asked Will, uneasily, at length.
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