We then hurried forward and pushed open the door of the larger cabin.

No one was there.
But clearly the two truants had stopped there, for the sled track led directly to the door of the cabin.

There had been a fire in the stone fireplace.

Beside a log at the door, too, Addison espied a hatchet that a while before we had missed from the tool bench in the wagon-house.
"Well, if that isn't like their carelessness!" he exclaimed, laughing.
"I'll take this along." But the runaways had not tarried long.

We found the sled track again, leading into the woods at the northwest of the clearing.
"Well, that settles it," said Addison.