The Strange Cabin on Catamount Island by Lawrence J. Leslie
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alarm.
It was Max who made the first discovery that set them to quivering again with a new apprehension. "Look at the flap of the tent here!" he exclaimed. "I'm dead sure I fastened it tight behind me; and I was the last one in there. It's hanging loose, right now!" "Wow, so's ours!" whooped Steve, furiously. The boys plunged into the tents, anxious once more concerning the state of affairs; and immediately a chorus of indignant outcries told that they found things otherwise than satisfactory. "Somebody's been rooting around in here!" called out Steve, from the depths of the second tent. "And mauled all our duds, too! Look at the stuff scattered around, would you?" Bandy-legs was heard to howl. "Looks like the thief wanted to find something or other, and must have been frightened off by hearing us coming," Owen declared, also a bit angrily. As yet there had come no loud outcries from the other tent; but that was not because those who had rushed inside found things just to their satisfaction. Max was always a fellow of few words; and as for Toby, he never could express himself intelligently when tremendously excited. He just stood there, with his lower jaw moving up and down, yet no sound |
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