For a minute or two they had him in sight.

Then Garwood, on his long legs, sped ahead and out of sight.

For another half minute they could hear the man's progress through the brush.

After that all was so still that Darrin and the others halted, gazing perplexedly at each other.
"Where is he ?" gasped Tom.
"Which way did he go ?" breathed Dan.
Though they listened, neither sight nor sound now aided them.
"Of all the sneaks and trouble-makers!" cried Dave Darrin indignantly.
"Hi Martin ought to be tied to a tree and switched until he can't see! He's a regular babbling butt-in." "What good did it do him to meddle in that fashion ?" burst from Reade.

"The mean, worthless fellow! And we had plenty of reason to feel grateful to Colonel Garwood, Amos's father, after the handsome uniforms that were given us." "It must have been Hi's reason for spoiling our plan," muttered Hazelton.