I've slept like a rock, too."
"Is it morning yet?"
"I'm sure I don't know."
"What's going on in there?" came from Dan Baxter, as he leaped to his
feet and caught up a gun.
"We are suffering from cuts of the ropes," said Tom. "It was an outrage
to compel us to sleep in this fashion, tied up like mummies!"
"Oh, shut up!" growled Baxter, and then began to poke the fire. Soon it
was blazing as readily as before, and then the light found its way into
the inner cave, so that Sam and Tom could see each other once more.
Breakfast for the two prisoners was a slim affair of crackers, rabbits'
bones, and water. Tom asked for coffee, but Baxter would not give it to
them.
"You'll get no luxuries from me," growled the bully. "Be thankful that
you aren't being starved."
While they were eating, Baxter and his companions held a low, but
animated, conversation. "We'll try it, anyway," Tom heard Baxter say,
and that was all the Rovers heard. As soon as the meal was finished the
party took up some of their traps and their firearms.
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