A lively conversation was going oh between Dan Baxter
and the former teacher of Putnam Hall, but they were too far off to
catch anything of what was said.
"What do you propose doing next?" asked Sam, after a pause of several
minutes. "It's mighty cold here."
"We may as well retreat, Sam. We don't want to expose ourselves, do we?"
"I don't suppose it would do any good--although I'm not afraid of
Baxter, or Grinder either."
"It isn't that. If they know we have arrived here, they will do all they
can to locate that treasure first. We want to keep dark and get ahead of
them."
"But how shall we turn?"
"We'll have to go back to where we found the two trails crossed and then
try the other one. I don't know of anything else to do."
"Wouldn't Dan Baxter be surprised, if he knew we were so close?"
"Well, we won't let him know."
"Why not?" demanded an unexpected voice from the rear.
Both boys started and turned around, to find themselves confronted by
Lemuel Husty, the man Dick had seen in company with Baxter at
Cedarville.
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