But we'll go over there to-morrow and try to find out whether there is any other answer to the riddle." "You won't need any supper to-night, anyway," declared Reade, in a tone of grim triumph.
"That is where you lose," Prescott answered quietly.

"You'll be hungry, too, Tom, when the food goes on the table." However, neither Reade nor Danny Grin ate very heartily that evening.
Every few moments the haunting face rose before their memories.
It proved a dull evening, too, in camp.

The sky became overcast.
It looked so much like rain that Dick & Co.

voted in favor of retiring early.
First of all, however, the canoe was hauled into the tent for safety.

Then, with only one lantern burning dimly, six sturdy but wondering high school boys rolled themselves in their blankets.
Just as five of them were dozing off uneasily Dave Darrin's voice sounded quietly: "That thing couldn't have been a joke rigged up on us, could it ?" "A joke ?" rumbled Reade.