"We must
have a hundred and fifty sticks on the sled."
"All of that," nodded Gage.
"If the stuff goes oh accidentally, when we're near-----"
"Then our troubles will be over," said Gage grimly.
"I'm not so all-fired anxious to have my troubles over that way,"
grumbled Josh. The other man said nothing, but he looked extremely
thoughtful.
"The best way to make the thing sure," Gage went on, "is to get
to work before some one comes prowling this way."
"Who's going to prowl?" queried Josh. "The camp is asleep."
"Reade is up; we know that," Dolph insisted.
"Humph! We saw through the window that he's too drowsy to stir."
"Don't be too sure," warned Gage. "He may be only a boy, but
he's a sure terror, the way he finds out things! He may be out
at any time. Come, we'll hustle, and then get away from here."
"I'm ready," said the third man.
"Then get on to the top ladder," ordered Dolph. "When you're
down about fifteen feet, then stop and light your lantern. We'll
each do the same.
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