"You know well enough. Think you're smart, don't you?" growled Carl.
"We know what you were going to do to our boat," put in Snap.
"What?"
"You heard what I said. We only got ahead of you, that's all."
"We'll fix you for it, don't you worry," said Carl with a cunning
leer.
"Take care that you don't get into trouble," was Shep's answer.
Then he walked around the camp fire and his chums followed.
"Where are you going?" asked one of the other members of the Spink
crowd.
"That is our business."
At this answer the other lads merely scowled. There was an awkward
pause, and then Shep and his chums moved on and plunged into the
woods beyond the camp fire.
"They are a real sociable bunch," was Whopper's sarcastic comment.
"How I would love to stay with them!"
"I'll wager they fight like cats and dogs," put in the doctor's
son. "I don't believe they have one real pleasant day." And
he was right; the Spink crowd were usually wrangling from morn
to night and already one of the number had left and started for
home in disgust.
The boy hunters had the best part of half a mile farther to go,
but this they soon covered and then came to an opening that looked
familiar to them.
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