Look, there goes a flock of plovers." They could just catch the gleam of the wings in the dark night, as the great flock, evidently startled by the strange glare, swept by.
"I say!" cried Dick, as they dashed on as rapidly as the birds themselves.
"What is it ?" "Suppose poor Dave--" "Oh, don't think things like that!" cried Tom with a shudder.

"He'd be clever enough to get out.

Come along.

Look at the sparks." What Tom called sparks were glowing flakes of fire which floated on, glittering against the black sky, and so furiously was the fire burning that it seemed as if something far more than the hut and stacks of the decoy-man must be ablaze.
And now they had to curve off some distance to the right, for they came upon an embayment of the mere, so well sheltered from the icy blast that to have persevered in skating over the very thin ice must have meant serious accident to one, probably to both.
For a long time past the ice had been blushing, as it were, with the warm glow from the sky; but now, as they drew nearer and passed a little copse of willows, they glided full into the view of the burning hut and stacks, and found that a bed of dry reeds was burning too.

At this point of their journey the cold black ice was lit up, and as they advanced it seemed as if they were about to skim over red-hot glowing steel.
"Now, then," cried Dick excitedly, "a rush--as fast as we can go!" But they could get on at no greater speed, and rather slackened than increased as they drew near to the fire; while a feeling of thankfulness came over both as all at once they were aware of the fact that a tall thin figure was standing apparently with its back to them staring at the glowing fire, against which it stood out like a black silhouette.
"Dave, ho!" shouted Dick.
The figure turned slowly, and one hand was raised as if to shade the eyes.
"Dave, ho!" shouted Tom.
"Ay, ay!" shouted back the man; and the next minute the boys glided up to the firm earth and leaped ashore, as their old fishing and trapping friend came slowly to meet them.
"How was it, Dave ?" cried Dick.
"Was it an accident ?" cried Tom.
"Accident! Just such an accident as folks hev as shoves a burning candle in a corn stack.