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can see the tracks of his moccasins in the snow. He must have left
after the storm ceased. My tracks were filled."
"In we go, then!" cried Tommy, advancing lip the slight slope to
the Up of the cavern.
"Watch out for bears!" cried Thede.
CHAPTER VIII
A TRAPPER'S TREACHERY
When Will, watching at the camp, found that Tommy and Sandy had
disappeared, he had no idea that they would remain more than an
hour or so.
The long night passed, however, and the boys did not return. When
daylight came, Will built up a roaring fire and began preparing
breakfast.
It was his idea at that time that the boys had come together in the
forest about the time the snow began falling, and had sought in
some deserted shack temporary protection from the storm.
"They'll be back here in a short time, hungry as bears!" he thought.
Presently he heard some one advancing through the snow-covered
thicket, and turned in that direction with an expectant smile.
Instead of his chums he saw a half-breed in leather jacket and
leggins and a fur cap approaching. When the fellow reached the
camp he made a quick and rather impertinent inspection of the tents
before approaching the spot where the boy stood awaiting him.
"Good morning!" Will said, not without a challenge in his voice.
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