"Don't you dare to come back here!" cried Andrew Felps.
"Thank you, I like to pick my company!" returned Whopper.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I like to associate with a gentleman."
"Say that again and I'll make it warm for you!" roared the timber
dealer, and would have grabbed up a gun from his launch had not
one of his companions prevented the move.
"Here, you might as well keep this while you are at it!" cried
Shep, and hurled a dead rabbit ashore. The game was unusually
"ripe" and caught Andrew Felps directly across the face. The
man staggered back, stumbled over a log and sat down directly
in the midst of the scattered campfire!
CHAPTER IX
A NIGHT OF DISCOMFORT
"Hi! Help! I am burning up!"
"Gracious, boys, look at that!" burst from Snap's lips. "He got
more than he expected."
"Well, I didn't intend to upset him into the fire," burst out
Shep. "I hope he doesn't get burnt."
By this time Andrew Felps had rolled out of the blaze. His coat
was on fire and so was one leg of his trousers.
"Dive into the lake, Andy!" called out one of the men, and hurried
the unfortunate individual toward the water.
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