BERT DODGE HEARS THE BATTLE CRY Ten minutes after Dick had thrown himself on the grass a rustling was heard above the camp.

Then down the slope strode three figures.
Dick sat up, regarding the visitors in silence until they came within the fringe of the light of the campfire.
"Hello, Dodge," was Prescott's ready greeting.

"I didn't hear you knock." "Then maybe you will, before long," retorted Bert, in a voice of barely suppressed fury.

"Prescott, you sneak, how long since you have added grand larceny to your other bad habits ?" "Try that over again," requested Dick calmly.

"I don't believe I quite catch you." "Yes, you do," Dodge retorted.