"Then he asked us who we were."
"Did you tell him?"
"We did," said Shep; "and then we asked him who he was, but he put
us off. He said he was out tramping the mountains for his health."
"Did he seem to be staying at the cottage?"
"Yes; at least he had a bag full of provisions with him, and a
gun, too."
"Was he alone?"
"He seemed to be."
"Did you see the documents he had, closely?"
"Not very," said Giant. "But we saw something of a map on one
of them."
"One of the stolen papers was a map of that lumber tract," said
Snap, thoughtfully. "Boys, if that is the rascal who set fire
to the sawmill we ought to capture him," he continued.
"That's the talk!" cried Whopper. "But we want to be sure of
what we are doing. It won't do to arrest the wrong man."
"If we could only get a look at those papers," said Shep, "they
would surely tell the tale."
"Did he look like a guilty man?" went on Snap.
"He acted scared when he saw us, and he got the papers out of sight
in a jiffy. And he is certainly tall and thin, and has a red
moustache and red hair.
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