He scarcely breathed.

The approaching figures came directly toward the white birch.
"It's lucky we saw them fellers first," said a gruff voice.

"They'd sure suspicioned somethin' if they'd got a glim on us.

They never seen us comin' over, and they'll never find our boat where we hid her." "If they found that there writin' you went and left in the tin can you were tellin' about, they've like as not follered the directions you give and found the swag," growled the other.

"That won't be very lucky for us." "They'd never find her," assured the first speaker.