In the wilds, travel depends upon the means of transport, since one cannot go far without food, and Thirlwell did not see why he should not carry on the game Stormont had meant to play.

He told Drummond his plan.
"Well," said the latter thoughtfully, "I guess his packers will be asleep in camp, but we want to get there before he does and he's gone off first." "He'll go round by the log he talked about and I don't think he's able to walk very fast.

Then we'll save some time by going through the creek." "That's so," Drummond agreed.

"We'd better hustle." They crossed the mouth of the creek, wading among the boulders and swimming a few yards, and then followed the edge of the lake.

They could see for some distance across the water, but the woods were dark and Stormont would have some trouble in making his way through the brush.