Pierre continued to regard the boy with suspicion, for a long time but he finally seated himself before the fire and began to grumble because Thede had not been more active in the preparations for supper.
"It"s a wonder you wouldn"t come home and get supper yourself once in a while!" exclaimed the boy, "You needn"t think I came up here in the cold to wait on you, Old Hoss!" the lad added with a wink at George. "I didn"t leave my happy home for any such menial service."
Pierre grumbled out a few sentences in mongrel French and proceeded to prepare a solitary meal. Thede winked at George and began cooking enough supper for both of them.
George was thinking fast while the boy was sweating before the scorching heat of the fire. He was wondering whether Thede had told him the exact truth concerning his connection with Pierre. He was wondering, too, whether the boy had told all he knew of the Little Bra.s.s G.o.d.
Here were two parties in the Northern wilderness in quest of the same thing! It occurred to the wondering boy that Pierre might have been sent into the Hudson Bay country in quest of the individual who had purchased the Little Bra.s.s G.o.d at the p.a.w.nbroker"s shop.
This, he argued, would be just about what Finklebaum would be likely to do. On the discovery of his loss, he would naturally seek some one familiar with the northern country and dispatch them in quest of the lost prize. In case this should prove to be the fact, the boy Thede might not have been taken into the confidence of the two men.
He might be telling what he believed to be the truth concerning the matter. The advantages to the p.a.w.nbroker of this secret arrangement would be many. In the first place, anyone following Pierre would naturally suppose him to be the person having possession of the Little Bra.s.s G.o.d. This would naturally cause investigators to entirely lose sight of the real possessor in shadowing the man sent out to recover the article.
Another point which the boy considered was the possibility of the Little Bra.s.s G.o.d having been robbed of his treasure before being placed in the p.a.w.nshop. This idea, however, he soon rejected for the reason that no one would know better than the man who inspired the larceny whether the will was still retained in the cavity of the toy. Had he secured the doc.u.ment, he would be the last one to offer a high reward for the return of the odd casket in which it had been contained.
While the boy puzzled over the case, Pierre and Thede sat down to their evening meal. George was invited to join them in the repast, but declined on the ground that he had eaten supper not long before. After the meal was over, Pierre took up his rifle and left the cabin, scowling at George over his shoulder as he took his departure.
"He"s pretty sore about your being here," grinned Thede.
"I don"t know why he should be."
"Perhaps he thinks you"ve come up here to steal this little Bra.s.s G.o.d."
The boy was very anxious to get back to his chums in order that the situation might be thoroughly discussed. They were in the Hudson Bay country in quest of the Little Bra.s.s G.o.d, and here was Thede on the same mission. It seemed to him that if Pierre had really had the toy in his possession, Thede would have caught sight of it, at least,
The more he thought of this phase of the case, the more he was inclined to believe that Pierre was also in search of the Little Bra.s.s G.o.d.
"Pierre will be apt to raise a howl if I leave the cabin alone,"
the boy finally said. "He"s fierce when he gets mad!"
"You don"t seem to be afraid of him," replied, George.
"I"m afraid of him all right," the other replied, "but I don"t intend to let him know it. I"ve got one of these billies inside my coat, all the time, and if he tries any funny business with me I"ll knock his block off!"
"He could cut you into shoestrings while you are asleep!"
"Yes, I suppose so, but be won"t do anything of the kind!"
"Well, come on over to camp," urged George. "It isn"t so very much of a walk. I guess we can make it in half an hour."
Thede hesitated, but finally dressed himself for a cold journey, and fixed the fire so that no damage might be done by it during his absence.
"How long has Pierre lived in this cabin?" asked George, as the boys started out. "It looks like an old building."
"I guess he found it standing here deserted and just moved in," was the reply. "I don"t think he knows much about this country."
"Do you think he has any idea that the Little Bra.s.s G.o.d is in such great demand?" asked George. "No, I don"t think he has."
"Then, why should he keep it hidden away, even from you, three hundred miles away from civilization? I should think he"d want to have the thing out once in a while, just to take a look at it, anyway."
"I should think so," agreed Thede.
The boys made their way over the mora.s.s and entered the thick undergrowth. Now and then George flashed his electric, but he did not keep it burning steadily for the reason that he did not care to have Pierre trailing them back to the camp.
"Are you sure you pa.s.sed this way when you came to the cabin?"
asked Thede as they walked along. "I don"t seem to find any trail here."
"It seems to me I came along here," was the reply. "If it wasn"t so blasted dark, we could tell whether we were going in the right direction or not, all right!"
As the boy spoke, he lifted a hand to his face and raised the net which protected his features from the mosquitos, still flying about, although the night, apparently, was cold enough to freeze their wings stiff.
"They won"t bother you much more," Thede commented.
"How do you know that?"
"Because there"s a snow storm coming up!"
"Then we"d better be getting a move on!" advised George. "If we get caught up here in a snow storm, it"ll be "Good-night" for us!"
"We"re going as fast as we can," replied Thede, "but I don"t know whether we"re going in the right direction or not. It seems like we"ve walked far enough to be at the camp."
In five minutes the searchlight revealed a drift of snow in the air, and ten minutes later the ground was white. A cold wind blew out of the north, shifting at times to the west, and the boys shivered under the chill of it. Still no welcome light from the camp.
"Can you find your way back to the cabin?" asked George after they had walked at least an hour.
"We"ve got to find our way somewhere pretty soon!" the other replied. "If we don"t, we"ll freeze to death!"
The boys walked for what seemed to them two hours more, and then Thede, who was in advance, stumbled over a tree bole lying at the foot of a gentle slope. He rose rubbing his elbow and turned the flashlight toward the front.
"I know where we are now," he said. "We"re about eight miles from the cabin. This place here is called Bear Ridge, and it"s about the only collection of rocks and caverns that I know of in this district."
"Can"t we find a cavern to crawl into?" asked George, his teeth chattering with the cold.
"If we find a cavern," advised Thede, "we"re likely to find a couple of bears packed away in it!"
"I don"t care if there are a hundred bears!" grumbled George.
"I"ll freeze to death if I stay out in this snow another minute!"
After a long and difficult climb the boys came to a ledge of rock and crawled into a small opening revealed by the searchlight.
"The beds are all full tonight, I guess," George said shivering.
"I hear Bruin kicking about being disturbed."
CHAPTER V
A BOY SCOUT TRICK