"Where are the fellows who busted up the furniture?" asked Sandy.
"You ought to know," replied George. "They ran out just before you
entered. It's a wonder you didn't meet them."
"Who are they?" asked Will.
"You remember the two men who came to the window that night?" asked
George. "Well, these were the two men!"
"Did one of 'em have his head in a sling?" asked Tommy.
"Sure he did!" was the reply.
"Why don't you sit down and tell us all about it?" asked Sandy.
"That won't take long," replied George. "They came in here
something like half an hour ago and began mixing up with the
furniture. They searched everything in sight and out of sight, and
were about to take up the floor, I reckon, when they heard you
coming."
"Did they say what they were searching for?" asked Will.
"Not directly," was the reply, "but I know from expressions I heard
that they were searching for the Little Brass God."
"The Little Brass God?" repeated Will. "Why, they've got it now!"
"You bet they have!" Tommy joined in.
"How do you know they have?"
"Because we saw them have it in the cavern!" answered Will. "They
were in that cavern not more than five minutes before we left the
hills. They must have hustled to beat us to the cabin and make a
half hour's search before we arrived.
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