"Little shrimp-- who are you?"
There followed a characteristic scene that somewhat lifted the
oppression they had all been feeling, and it was not till they had
nearly reached the river at the head of the falls that they became
serious again.
"It was right about here," said Betty soberly, "that we saw him the
night that he started to jump into the river-- or I suppose it was the
same one," she added.
"Let us hope so," said Mollie fervently. "I wouldn't like to think
that there were two lunatics wandering round these woods. One is quite
enough."
As they came closer to the river they became more and more conscious
that they were not alone, that some one, hidden in the bushes, was
craftily watching them.
So strong did this feeling finally become that once the boys
separated, thrashing the bushes in all directions. They did not find
anything, and finally continued along the path, a little ashamed of
what they thought was an attack of nerves.
"Phew, this is getting a little hot for me," said Frank, running his
hand through his shock of fair hair.
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