Hazelton went out to stand first watch with Joe Timmins. Alf
Drew, finding that the Dunlop party had no room for him under
the shelter they had rigged from the rear of the automobile, curled
himself on the ground under a tree and fitfully wooed sleep.
By daylight the little fellow was fretfully awake, his "nerves"
refusing him further rest until he had rolled and smoked two cigarettes.
By the time the smoke was over Jim Ferrers called to him to help
start the breakfast.

Nothing had been seen of the four intruders through the night.

"I think we shall try to get safely through to Dugout City this
morning," suggested Mr. Dunlop.

"You'll make it all right, if you have gasoline enough," remarked
Ferrers, who hovered close at hand with a frying pan filled with
crisp bacon.

"You don't believe Gage will try to attack us on the way?"

"He has no call to," replied Ferrers. "You're obeying him by
leaving the claim, aren't you?"

"Then probably Gage and his companions will settle down on the
claim after we leave," suggested Mr. Dunlop.

"If Gage tries to jump the claim in your absence," proposed Ferrers,
"your course is easy. If you have the legal right to the claim
you'll have to bring back force enough to drive those hyenas off."