"If it wasn't the
boys wouldn't be taking the pains to build three big fires in order
to tell us about it."
The Indian appeared to be suspicious of the campfires ahead until
the boys explained to him, with much difficulty, that the fires had
undoubtedly been built by their friends, and that they conveyed the
information that agreeable developments awaited them.
The slope of the hills was now bathed in moonlight, and the Indian
hesitated about advancing over the many clear places from which the
timber fell away. Urged on by the boys, however, he finally
proceeded cautiously in the direction of the fires, keeping out of
the moonlight as far as possible.
"Oje's afraid we'll bunt into something," Thede said, as they
clambered up the slope. "I wonder what he'd think if he should be
called out of his bed by a blooming magician from the East Indies."
The signal coming from the hills was farther to the east than the
boys had ventured before. The fires seemed to have been built high
up on a shelf of rock facing the north.
When the boys came closer they saw two figures moving about in
front of the flames. Directly they bad no difficulty whatever in
recognizing Will and Tommy, as they heaped great piles of green
boughs on the coals in order to create dense smoke.
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