"I'm with you," returned Tom.
"No, you don't!" cried Husty, and caught hold of the sled. "You just
stay here until we talk this thing over."
Tom's hands were on his gun, and for the moment he felt like pointing
the weapon at the man. But then he concluded that this would do small
good, and the weapon remained where it was.
In a minute Dan Baxter came running across the pond, with Jasper Grinder
and Bill Harney at his heels. Each of the advancing party carried some
sort of firearms.
"Tom and Sam Rover!" ejaculated Baxter, and it was easy to see that he
was completely surprised. "How did you get here?"
"Walked and skated," returned Tom, as coolly as he could.
"You've got a nerve to follow me and my party," went on Baxter, with an
ugly scowl.
"As I just said to this man, Baxter, we haven't been following you," put
in Sam. "We struck your trail by accident. We thought we were
following----"
"Never mind about that, Sam," interrupted Tom quickly.
"Who did you think you were following?" demanded Dan Baxter.
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