It was lighter, now that
they were out of the clump of woods, and he had the
advantage of having the last glow of the sunset at his back.
Even with that it was difficult to make out objects on the
surface of the enclosed field some hundred or more feet
below.
"Do you see anything?" asked Harry again.
"No, I can't say I do," Ned answered. "The place seems to
be deserted."
"Well, there was something there," insisted Harry. "Maybe
you aren't lookin' at the right place."
"Have a look yourself, then," suggested Ned, as he got
down, a task no more to his liking than the climb upward had
been.
Harry made easier work of it, being smaller and more used
to climbing trees, a luxury Ned had, perforce, denied
himself since going to work in the bank.
Harry peered about, and then, with a sigh that had in it
somewhat of disappointment, said:
"No; there's nothing there now. But I did see something."
"Are you sure?" asked Ned.
"Positive!" asserted the other.
"Well, whatever it was--some bit of machinery he was
moving, I fancy--Tom has taken it in now," remarked Ned.
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