We'll never get another chance. Putting that fellow out of
business queers us forever afterward." He dropped to his knees and
began searching over the ground with his hands. "Here it is. You can't
see it, of course, so I'll tell you what it is. A nice little block of
sandal-wood. I've already got his nice little hammer, so we'll see
what we can raise in the way of wireless chit-chat."
Without the slightest hesitation, he struck a succession of quick,
confident blows upon the block of wood.
"He always signals at this spot going out and again coming in," he
said softly.
"How the deuce did you find out--"
"There! Hear that? He says, 'All's well,'--same as I said, or
something equivalent to it. I've been up here quite a bit, Barnes,
making a study of night-hawks, their habits and their language."
"By gad, you are a wonder!"
"Wait till to-morrow before you say that," replied Sprouse,
sententiously. "Come along now. Stick to the trail. We've got to land
the other one." For five or six minutes they moved forward. Barnes,
following instructions, trod heavily and without any attempt at
caution. His companion, on the other hand, moved with incredible
stealthiness.
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