It was plain enough that the girls were bent on following them,
so no more objections were raised.
"We'll travel so fast that the girls won't be able to keep up,"
whispered Tom Reade to Dick. "We'll lose 'em, and they'll be
glad to hike back to the table."
This, however, proved to be not quite as easy as had been expected.
The trail into the woods was rather a plain one, though it could
not be followed at a run.
"Keep behind me, fellows," urged Dick. "If you keep up with me
you may blot out the trail."
So his five chums came after him, with the girls in the rear,
in a straggling line.
Into the deepest woods the trail led. "The girls will soon tire
of this chase, and face about," Tom told Darry.
Which was precisely what happened.
In the deepest part of the woods Dick parted a tangle of bushes
through which the trail led. Then, in a voice vibrant with agitation,
he shouted:
"Come on, fellows! Quick!"
CHAPTER X
SETTING A NEW TRAP
What Dick had caught sight of, and what had made him call to his
chums was the figure of the camp prowler partially dressed seated
on the edge of a pool of water fed by a forest brook where evidently
he had been bathing.
He had heard Dick's cry, however.
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