"
"I declare, so it is!" murmured Dick. "We started due southwest, didn't
we?"
"To a hair, lad. To tell the truth, I didn't take much to this trail
from the start. To my mind this stream is a new one. I think the next
outlet is one of the old-timers."
Once more they held a consultation, and Tom asked how far it was to the
next stream.
"Right over yonder rise o' ground," answered the guide. "But hadn't you
better wait till after dinner before ye tackle it?"
Dick consulted his watch.
"I declare! Quarter to twelve!" he exclaimed. "No wonder I'm feeling
hungry."
"I was getting hungry myself," said Tom "But I wasn't going to be the
first to stop. What shall we do--go back to camp?"
"Yes," said Dick. "I don't like the idea of leaving Jasper Grinder there
all day alone."
"Nor I," came from the other Rovers.
John Barrow was asked to lead them back by the shortest route, and they
started quarter of an hour later, after all had had a chance to rest and
get back their wind.
"I hope we get a chance at some deer while we are up here," remarked
Dick, as they turned back.
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