"Up with you! Forward---march!" Dick led the way out of camp, at a brisk four-mile-an-hour stride.
The long hike was started, at last.

After that there was no grumbling, even during the hourly halt of ten minutes.
The noon halt found them with eleven and a half miles covered out of the twenty.

Five o'clock brought Dick & Co.

to the outskirts of Fenton, a town of some twenty-five hundred inhabitants.
"Whoa!" called Tom, reining up half a mile from the town.

"There are woods here, Dick.