Eb and Josh carted it away."
"Then we'll go after that, first," Tom smiled. "Our friends are
so sore that it would be hardly fair to ask them to return the
furnace."
That missing article was found about halfway between the two camps.
Tom and Harry picked it up, carrying it back to where it had
been taken from. "Going after the guns, now?" Hazelton inquired.
"First of all," Tom suggested, "I think we had better start a
roaring good campfire."
"What do we want such a thing as that for?" Harry protested.
"The day is warm enough."
"The fire will be just the thing," laughed Tom quietly. "Come
on and gather the wood with me. Alf! Oh, you Alf Drew!"
But the cigarette fiend was not in evidence If he heard, he did
not answer.
"We might as well pay that imitation boy for his time and let
him go," muttered Harry.
"Oh, I hardly think so," dissented Reade. "It's worth some time
and expense to see if we can't make something more nearly resembling
a man out of him."
The fire was soon crackling merrily.
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