"
"Of course we don't want to run up against any bears," said Baxter,
with a show of nervousness.
At this the big guide let out a rough laugh.
"Aint got no use fer them critters, eh?"
"I have not."
"'Taint likely there are any b'ars around. Me an Jim Wister cleaned out
the hole last spring--got three on 'em. No new b'ars will take that hole
yet awhile."
"Then we had better make tracks for it at once--before Dick Rover and
the man who is with him get on our trail."
They walked back to the camp-fire and, calling Jasper Grinder and Lemuel
Husty aside, Baxter explained the situation. A talk, lasting several
minutes, followed.
"Now then, you come with us," said Dan Baxter to the Rovers. "And see to
it that you don't try to get away."
"Where do you want us to go?" asked Tom.
"We are going to try to find your brother," was the bully's smooth
reply.
"Humph! Do you expect us to believe that?"
"You can suit yourself, Tom Rover. But, just the same, you'll come
along."
"And if we refuse?" put in Sam.
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