"Now do you suppose Antoine beat us to it?" asked Thede.
CHAPTER XIII
A FACE AT THE WINDOW
When the boys came nearer to the cabin, they saw many footprints
dotting the level surface of the snow. They peered through the
window which gave on the side of their approach, but could see no
one moving about on the inside. Save for the great fire blazing in
the rudely-constructed fire-place, the cabin seemed to be
absolutely deserted.
"Suppose you give me a boost through this window," Thede suggested,
as the boys at last stood close against the rear wall.
"Why not go around to the door?" George asked.
"I might get a bullet in my coco when I turned the angle of the
house!" replied Thede. "There's no knowing who's around there."
"That's a fact!" Will agreed. "We've got one wounded boy on our
hands now, and we don't care about having another."
"Look here," George cut in crossly, "if you think I'm too much
trouble, you can just drop me down in the snow anywhere and I'll
take care of myself!"
"Aw, cut it out!" roared Tommy.
The boys laughed so heartily at the idea of leaving their chum in
the snow to care for himself that his mood instantly changed to one
of apology. In a moment, he was all smiles again.
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