CHAPTER XI--A LIVELY EVENING
For a moment none of the boys said a word. Then Chot burst into a laugh,believing the best thing to do was to "jolly" the men.
"Yes; you've got us all right, but I think some explanations are inorder."
"You're right, young fellow," said one of the men. "Explanations are inorder, and you're going to make 'em."
"What is there to explain?"
"Lots o' things."
"For instance?"
"Never mind for instance. Hank, line this bunch up over yonder, then putsome more trash on that fire so it won't go out I think we've got thefellows we want, all right."
Hank jammed two immense pistols into his belt and did as his companionordered. Hank was a young man, probably twenty years old, heavy set,with the appearance of having always lived off the fat of the land. Theother--Dave, he had been called by Hank--was long and lean with ascraggly mustache, a man of at least forty.
"These are not the men we saw earlier in the evening," said Chot in alow tone to the other boys.
"No; I don't see the slightest similarity in their appearance," Tomreplied.
"This don't appear to be a hold up, either," said Bert. "This man Davetalks like he thinks we're criminals of some sort."
"Well, we'll find out in a minute, just what he means," said Chot.
While Hank was heaping brush on the fire, Dave stood with his revolversleveled at the boys, whom Hank had huddled in a little group, so thatall were in easy range.
"Now, you fellers stand still," said Dave. "We don't want any monkeybusiness."
"Do we look like we're trying to run away?" asked Tom. "Don'tworry--we're going to stay right here and find out what all this means.We've nothing to run for."
"Oh, is that so? Well, maybe I can convince you different. Here now,Hank. Get out your revolvers and watch these fellers close, while Iquestion 'em."
Hank did as he was bidden, seeming to take great pleasure in levelinghis weapons at the boys.
"Point those things in the air, can't you?" asked Fleet, nervously. "Iknow you don't want to shoot us, but one of them might go off byaccident, and I'm not ready to give up this canoe trip just yet."
"Canoe trip?" queried Dave, suspiciously. "Where's the canoes?"
"Right before your eyes, old man," said Chot, pointing to where thecanoes were lying beneath one of the trees.
"Don't call me 'old man'!" snapped Dave. "I won't stand for nothin' likethat!"
Then he walked over and took a look at the canoes.
"Where'd you pick 'em up?" he asked.
"I don't know that it's any of your business," Chot replied, "Isn't itabout time you were telling us why you've got us standing here at thepoint of your revolvers? We haven't done anything to you."
"Oh, you haven't, eh? Well, maybe not, but I'll bet you know who robbedmy house last night, all right. Oh, you fellers think you can wriggleout of this business, but we've got you dead to rights, ain't we, Hank?"
"Certainly have," was Hank's reply.
"You say your house was robbed last night?"
It was Chot who put the question.
"Yes; you know very well it was robbed."
"I knew nothing of the kind. We were not in this neighborhood lastnight."
"Then how comes it I find you trespassin' on my property?" demandedDave. "Tell me that."
"We didn't know it was your property. We came up the lake in our canoes,searching for a place to camp for the night. This seemed to be thenicest looking spot, so we came ashore."
"That's a pretty good tale, but it won't work. You ain't got no proof."
"We have plenty of proof. You say your house was robbed last night?"
"Yes, sir; last night. The thieves got away with eighty dollars in goldthat I had locked in a bureau drawer."
"Well, last night we camped on the shores of Lake George, and at noonto-day we entered Lake Champlain and took dinner at a little villagecalled Delano."
"Delano? Look out--I know where that is. I may take a notion totelephone down there and look you fellers up."
"Just what we're trying to get you to do. Practically the whole villagesaw us land there, and saw us start north after we had eaten our meal.So now that we have some basis of proof on which to proceed, suppose youlook us up, and let's have done with this nonsense."
Dave and Hank whispered together a moment, then the former said:
"Step out here, one by one, so I can get a good look at you."
Fleet was the first to obey this command.
Dave and Hank looked him up and down, then shook their heads.
"Nope," said Hank, "that can't be him."
Each of the other boys in turn underwent the close scrutiny of theircaptors, and when the inspection was over both Dave and Hank seemed in aquandary.
"Don't none of 'em answer the description," said Hank, a dismal note inhis voice. "What we goin' to do now?"
"Do I take it from your remarks that one of you saw these thieves?"asked Chot.
"Yes," returned Dave, and there was a more civil note in his voice. "Myold woman saw 'em both, and one of 'em pretty distinctly. He was a bigman--bigger'n any of you fellers. I guess we owe you an apology. You'renot the thieves, but still you're trespassing on my land. I don't allowno campers here."
"Now, look here, Mr.--er----" began Chot.
"Higgins, sir--Dave Higgins."
"All right, Mr. Higgins. Now, do you realize that you've laid a verygrave charge at our door, placing us under suspicion, as well as underthe noses of your revolvers, without giving us a chance to explain whowe are? Wait a minute--don't interrupt. I'm going to give you a bit ofour family history. We're cadets from Winton Hall, a military school onthe Hudson, and we're on our way to the Thousand Islands in the St.Lawrence River. We camped peacefully on your land--at least, you sayit's yours------"
"And I can prove that easy enough, too," said Dave.
"Well, we camped peacefully, here, not knowing that we were trespassing.We intend only to stay till sunrise before proceeding on up the lake. Sonow, after knowing this, with a full opportunity to investigate ourrecord as we came up the river and through Lake George, you must eitherexonerate us from all blame, either as thieves or trespassers, or we'llstay here till you prove that we're guilty. And if you don't prove it,someone will go to jail--and it won't be us."
"Oh, say, now, boys, we didn't mean no harm," said Dave. "We didn't knowwho you was, and we thought sure we'd got track of the fellers thatstole the money. But we're willin' to admit our mistake, and just tomake things square, you stay here just as long as you please, and beforeyou leave to-morrow come over to my house, which is right across onChimney Point, and set down to the finest breakfast you've had in many aday. Is that fair?"
"Entirely satisfactory to us, Mr. Higgins, and now, just to show youthat our hearts are in the right place, let me say that we saw twosuspicious looking characters on the shore here about dusk to-night."
"You did? Where are they now?"
"That I am unable to say. We were just lighting our fire when they cameup, and when they discovered that there were others about, they lit outup the shore as hard as they could go."
"What did they look like--do you remember?"
"We couldn't see their features plainly, but one was an extremely largeman, wearing a light felt hat. The other, as I remember, was somewhatsmaller. Both had on dark clothes."
"Them's the fellers," said Dave Higgins, decisively. "We've been on thewrong trail all evening, Hank. The only thing we can do now is wait tillto-morrow and try and locate 'em by telephone in some of the neighborin'towns. I'm sorry to have troubled you boys this way," he added, turningto the young canoeists.
"Oh, that's all right," said Chot. "Your mistake was a perfectly naturalone."
Now that Dave Higgins seemed disposed to do the right thing, the boysfelt no animosity toward him for the summary fashion in which he and hisfriend, Hank, had held them up.
"Well, Hank and I'll leave you no
w," said Higgins, "and mind you, we'lllook for you over to the house for breakfast. Will you come?"
Chot looked inquiringly at the other boys.
"Any wheat cakes and maple syrup?" asked Fleet, his mouth watering.
"Bushels of 'em," was Dave Higgins' reply.
"Then count me in."
"I think you may look for all of us, Mr. Higgins," said Chot, "and thankyou."
"Oh, that's all right, boys. Good night."
"Good night, Mr. Higgins."
"Good night," said Hank.
"Good night," responded the boys.
They heard Dave and Hank discussing the robbery as they entered theskiff and pushed off into the lake. The sound of oars grew softer andsofter, and finally died away altogether.
Without further discussion of the events of the night, the boys soughttheir blankets, and nothing more occurred to disturb their slumbers.
They were up with the sun for a bath in the lake, and when they finallyembarked and paddled across in the direction of the big white house theycould see shining through the trees on Chimney Point, they were hungryenough to have eaten plain corn meal and water.
But no such repast as this was set before them; on the contrary, theysat down to a table fairly loaded with good things. Dave Higgins and hiswife seemed anxious to correct the mistake the former had made of takingthe boys for thieves, and the result was wheat cakes, maple syrup,coffee, hot muffins, and fried potatoes, with eggs cooked in any stylefor those who desired them.
New milk was also provided in abundant quantities, and when the boys hadfinished and were telling the Higgins family good-bye at the edge of thelake, and wishing them every success in apprehending the robbers, theyfelt as if they would not care to eat again for a week.
They soon left Crown and Chimney Points behind, as they paddled rapidlyup the lake, which broadened out now into a fine body of water, dottedhere and there with small craft, both of the sailing and motor variety.
The boys were about to settle down into their slow, even strokes, forthe sun was getting high in the heavens and the heat becoming intense,when an incident occurred which served to relieve the monotony of theday.